to the man who took me to the city. to the man who indulged me in everything. to the man who held my hand in the fancy lingerie store cause i'm 30 and still embarrassed by lace garters, thank you.
when i think about life and its numbered years i think it's not enough time to thank you for everything you've already done. add to that a lifetime more of things to be thankful for and i better start writing the card out now.
it will need to have chapters.
i feel i was born to be with you. i feel a sense of ease and presence just being near you. like the static of the moments we share is a third person in our love story, a real living tie that binds me to you.
i am yours, reaching further than the meaning of our present understanding. i am yours eternal. in this life and all lives. in this time and forever.