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| "I love you, Gini. Maybe I don't have all of it right
yet. Maybe I never will. But if I don't, I want to listen to you — to find out what
you are. I want to find out all the little silly things that make up who you are,
stumbling upon unexpected passageways in your soul, being moved by the things which I've
never noticed before — but through your eyes become something strange and wonderful
indeed. I want to drown in your eyes, Gini, to be humbled by your beauty. I want to take
the world and make it magical by holding hands and wishing as hard as we can. I want to
breathe the air you breathe, hear the words you want me to hear. "Because to me
you're an angel. And I want you to know that you're in my arms now. You're immeasurably
perfect in my eyes — and if you have flaws, they only serve to make you more
beautiful to me. I think every day that I couldn't possibly love you any more... and then
it hits me like a hurricane that I do. The ante rises each day as I realize that I care
more for you with every hour I breathe..... I need you to be with me, to grow old holding
hands — and go to the grave with the wonder that I spent a lifetime next to someone I
never thought I could love so much.
"I am now, and will forever be, glad to be your husband. And I love you. More than
anything." |
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