I think about my future husband more than I should. I picture us meeting at some coffee shop or bumping into each other on the sidewalk. I think of our first date and how hell tell me really silly jokes and Ill laugh even though their not funny. I see myself letting my walls down and slowly but surely falling more and more in love with him each day. Having our first kiss. Telling each other we love each other and REALLY meaning it. Walking down the isle and seeing him smile at me. This is the person Im going to be with forever. I keep saying to myself. I begin to shake but I keep walking to him. I hear him say I do and the words soon leave my lips as well. I than leave all my doubts at the alter and run away with him. I picture us having a family. Seeing our kids grow and make the same mistake we did when we were their age. Watching them graduate and eventually have families of their own. Finally, I see us getting old together. Were both dying, but for some strange reason....Im not scared. Im ready. Im ready to die with him. We take our last breath together and I remember that day we met at coffee shop or side walk...how on human being has changed my life so much. We say I love you one last time before fading away from this world like a true romance story.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 22:15:33 +0000
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