Two years ago
I married my best friend, Vegas.
We had been engaged for over a long year -
My, talk about patience!
I loves him that much :-)
I sometimes hear girls fantasizing about their
"dream man" that doesn't exist:
smart, funny, handsome, sexy, responsible,
faithful, successful, loving, kind, compassionate, etc -
And I want to tell them that such a man does exist,
only I got him so neener! neener!
For the first time in my life,
I feel safe.
I have learned to trust again -
he makes me feel like the most important
person in the world.
He makes me laugh,
and laugh some more.
He spoils me silly
and supports my eccentricities
my strange hobbies
and everything in between.
He constantly surprises me with romantic stuff.
He "gets" me - and that is a rare thing indeed.
I look at him and think
he's the most beautiful man in the world.
I want to smell his soft skin all the time.
I don't know how I got so damn lucky
but I'm very grateful for every moment spent together.
I hope to spend the rest of my life with this incredible man.
I love you, husband!