Once upon a time, we were engaged. betrothed. twitterpated. smitten. swooning.
The sun was shining and birds were singing, even on the cloudiest of Portland days. We drank sparkly sweet wine, strolled along the train tracks, swung from the trees, and gazed wistfully out into the world.
I'm totally assuming "swung" is a real-life-english word right now.
In the throes of engagement and love, there is no time for grammar.
Just googly eyes.