This man... I love him more than fish love water. more than sunflowers love the sun... more than Hillary loves Bill. We need that kind of love on this planet. What else would allow us to go on?
Who else notices when I sigh, when I vacillate unneccesarily? Who else would call me at 6:45 in the morning, to warn me about a tornado? I want to do so many naughty things to this beautiful, exquisite man who adores me. I couldn't ask for a better kind of love. I want to have his children. I want to consume all of him. I want nothing more than for him to consume all of me. Why else are we here, if not for this extraordinary kind of soul-shattering love. This is the kind of love that will follow me through every galaxy. How did it even happen when we started out as friends?
God has bound us together for eternity. I will ALWAYS be his woman.
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