The feeling
It's a sensation.
I woke up next to you.
I'm feeling special.
I feel fortunate.
Opening my eyes in the morning.
Looking at you.
Seeing your beauty rejuvenates me.
Thank you for loving me.
Thank you for being mine.
I will be forever grateful.
I will always cherish you.
You had several choices.
But you chose me.
You accepted my invitation.
You have become a blessing.
Thank you for marrying me.
I am grateful to be yours.
Today, I feel blessed.
I am eternally grateful.
I can imagine our future children.
I hope they will be as gorgeous as you are.
I'll have gorgeous people in my house.
Thank you again for being mine.
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Very authentic excellent story 🎉🎉