My boyfriend (25M) and I (25F) have been together for a few years, though we’ve been friends since we were sophomores in college. I honestly never thought we’d end up together, let alone that he’d turn out to be the love of my life. We’ve talked about marriage before, but not in detail. Tonight we were a couple of beers in during our fantasy football draft (romantic, I know lol) and started chatting about marriage. He admitted he was planning a proposal sometime soon, but didn’t give me any specifics. For context: every year of our relationship, we make a “couple book.” It’s a scrapbook of photos, memories, and little notes from that year. We alternate who makes it; one year him, one year me. It’s my favorite tradition we’ve built together, and he’s up next. In the middle of this conversation, I said (kind of joking, but also genuinely), “Honestly, my dream proposal would be if the last page of our couple book ended with a proposal.” He froze. Then admitted that was literally his exact plan. Word for word. He looked really deflated and said, “Well now I can’t do it, you ruined the surprise.” Here’s the kicker: that’s also how I’ve always imagined proposing to him if I ever got the chance. I never thought it would actually be his same plan for me. Now I feel awful. I wasn’t snooping or trying to ruin anything. I just spoke from the heart about what I thought was perfect for us. But now he seems discouraged. I told him I’d still love it if he did it that way, and it wouldn’t feel ruined at all, but he kind of brushed it off. Just wish I’d never shared my idea, even if we were on the same page, because I’m so used to sharing everything with him.