Writing this note, i have no idea who you are, where you are from and whether i have met you before.
But now you are my wife and i would like to say this to you.
It has been some years now and
I still love you unconditionally and still cherish the very ground you walk on.
I still love that beautiful smile you have whenever you look at me.
I still find it cute that you still have this little jealousy thing every time i speak to women, but i hate the fact that until now you still haven't realized that there is no one else out there for me but you.
I still love to wake up late at night and check if you are breathing, especially now that you have a little one kicking inside you.
I still love to watch your eye lids get heavier and heavier as you fall asleep.
I still love how cute you get when you get mad, i know i shouldn't and that i should take you serious when you are mad but its really hard when whats supposed to make me worried only makes me want to kiss and hold you instead.
I still love it that you always thank the lord for giving me to you, even though i think i got the better end of the deal.
I still love how you always try your hardest to give me the best birthday any man could think of.
I still love fooling around and bullying you and i love the fake angry look you always make.
and well there are somethings i wish you could change because
I still hate it when i wake up and you are all the way on the other side of the bed, i like it best when i wake up with your head on my chest.
I still hate it that you can never keep out of the kitchen, especially now that you have a young one growing inside, i think you should really let me, i can handle the kitchen just fine, so please just go some where pull down the chair and read one of those girly magazines that fill you with all that crap about us men or better yet sit and watch Barca Tv because i want that boys blood to be blue and red when he is born.
I still love you.
