I can imagine holding your hands when we are old and crinkly. Sitting on a bench and watching the sun set, birds chirping above us and waves crashing at our feet.
And somewhere in the distance, we would hear this song and you would stand up and reach for my hands and hold me close. And we would dance in our stiff little ways and laugh at our silliness.
I love you so so much, I think my little heart is going to explode..
Your wife.
L-O-V-E : Our wedding song... we will be approaching our 3 years anniversary soon!
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