I got You should be kissed and often and by someone who knows how poster for you. You know when I was a little boy I didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up. Adults always ask little kids that. I never had a good answer. Not until I was 28. Until the day that I met you. That’s when I knew exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wanted to be the man that made you happy. I wanted to be the man that made you happy, the man who would bring you breakfast in bed every Sunday, the man who would rub your feet when you get tired, the man who’d listen to your non-existential problems and simply nod along as you unburdened your mind,…
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the man whose favourite pass time would be to do house chores with you while answering all of your random questions, the man who’d sing songs only for you on request, the man who would write poetry for just to make you smile and swoon, the man who’d waltz with you into midnight and sometimes beyond, the man who’d dream your dreams with you and even sell his pride to make all of them come true, the man who would always make you feel like the most beautiful woman in world because you are, the man who’d sleep outside the bedroom door and wait for your forgiveness for making you angry or upset, the man who’d kiss you at every moment possible just to make you blush,…

the man who’d tell bed time stories to our kids about how he managed to become the luckiest man on earth for marrying their mother, the man who’d never give up on you or us even when you’d see no hope for the future, the man who’d encourage you, trust and respect you, the man who’d built that home with you, the one you always wanted, full of love and compassion, the man who’d raise a family with you and grow old with you. The man that would love you more, day after day, in good times and bad, in sickness and in health, through the thick and the thin, for the rest of our life, and beyond…
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