Here's what my W said when I began my campaign of being more romantic, "Stop doing these things, you only do them because you know I like it!" Well, put a bullet in my head, what a bastard, eh! I think that story is vaguely related to the topic at hand Now the last post bomb card I sent her on Valentine's Day was a blank one where I wrote:
"For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it. Thank you for all the years you were there to love me"
She loved it! She rushed downstairs, took my head in her hands and kissed my forhead and then my lips. So feel free to steal that one guys, I did! It's from a poem by Ivan Panin, except the last verse which was my attempt at personalizing it. I thought it best to address the years she did love me versus that present moment where she didn't. Btw, send yourselves a big cookie too, you deserve it!
