i have no one to blame but myself.

Despite all my better judgment (and the countless warnings from your family), I still love you the most. I love you in sickness. I love you in health. I love you in good times and I think (no, I know) that I love you more in the bad.

Thanks for the roses.
Thanks for the card.
Thanks for the McDonald's dinner.

And thanks for nine fabulous years.  


Tell me about it. Oh and thanks for validating my life.

Related Posts with Thumbnails