Many women (and men) dream of the day their man gifts them that one magical— something they've always dreamed of. The day he shows them just how ready he is to merge in spirit, soul, and everlasting best-friendship. The day he proves he understands them on the most fundamental, inherent level.
The day he presents them with a symbol of everlasting unity, a symbolic piece of their future life together and a promise to maintain this palatable precedent happily ever after.
That day, he will seem nervous as his gift burns hot in the inside pocket of his jacket. He will glisten with sweat, and he'll emit a light aroma of tomato and mozzarella, maybe even pepperoni if you're lucky. He will get down on one knee, and he will pull out the main object of al our desires — cheesy, aromatic, satiating— pizza.
