[he has to tuck his travel journal back into his coat pocket before she can take that other hand, but when does. . . he meets her halfway, squeezing just as hard as the first]

Anna. . .

[this!! is important!! he can't just say "will you be my girlfriend," that's not enough!!]

Will you stand beside me. . . so I can keep falling more and more in love with you with each passing day. . . and be my girlfriend again?

[because it's as he said before. he could keep tumbling into this warmth for ever and ever and never reach the end. but who would ever want to?]

Properly, this time.