Even when we’re 50+ I still wanna walk around in public holding your hand and give you kisses on the cheek, we’ll
go on walks in the park, rides on the bus, picnics on the beach and
visits to see our grandchildren. That, to me, will be the greatest
achievement of all, just being so in love with you after all of that
time. One day we will sit on our rocking chairs in a bungalow beside the
beach, just watching the sunset on the horizon of the waves, content,
no regrets. You’ll tell me that you love me and my heart will leap as I
tell you that I love you in return.
Then, if you die before me, I can’t promise that I won’t go insane
but I can promise that I will love you until my final day, my final
minute, my final second. My last thought I ever think will be of you, of
how we raised our children, of how we fell in love, of how we stayed by
each other’s side all of this time. How we prevailed through the damn
hard times, laughed through the good ones and cried through the sad
ones. Things probably won’t turn out the way we planned but that will
have suited us fine because we had each other. And I will know that I
would never have exchanged anything in the world for the life I lived
next to you.
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