We have had quite the ride. Some ups. Some downs. Periods of heavy turbulence. And a few unplanned rough landings.
But we have always boarded again. Ready for take off.
I wouldn't wanna fly with anyone else in the whole wide world.
I love you. I have from the night I met you. And I will for the rest of my life. Even when we are old and gray and I'm disappointed because you have weird Italian hair growing from every orifice of your body and you're upset because my boobs sag and my biscuit drags. And we are sittin on the porch you drinking Metamucil and I am rubbing salve on my arthritic hands while fussing at you because yes, I still think bitches brew sounds like Lagoon.
Yes...I'll still love you. Even then.
Thank you for the past 4 years.
Cheers to the Next.
Happy Anniversary Darlin.
~The Woptress
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