So, Sweet.

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.