Monday, June 8, 2015

LOVE: THE VOWS TO YOU

I vow never to make you guess how I’m feeling or what I’m thinking. I know you’re not a mind reader, and I won’t make you try and be one.

I vow to never, ever break your trust, but also to lie to you if it means making you smile.

I vow always to treat you like you’re the most amazing person in the world. Because, to me, you are. You mean the world to me. If you ever forget exactly how incredible of an individual you are, I vow to be there to remind you. Actions speak louder than words, but I’ll use both — just to be safe.

I vow to make you fall in love with me all over again, every chance I get. I vow to surrender myself to you and always keep you guessing. I’m yours — all of me. I want you to know me inside out, and I vow always to let you in. I will never distance myself from you because there’s no distancing myself from you; we’re one in the same.

I vow to be an incredible parent and role model for our children.I’ll wake up in the middle of the night to change diapers, rock cradles and read stories so you can get an extra hour of sleep.
I’ll teach our children by example and make sure they grow to be strong, confident, capable, compassionate and intelligent individuals — just like you.

I vow to make compromises.To be honest, I’m not worried about having to give up something for you because I know you wouldn’t make me give up something I love. And if I give up the things I don’t love, you’re doing me a favor.

I vow to fight your battles with you as a team.If you grow weak, I’ll be there to fight your battles for you. .

I vow never to abandon you.I will never, ever leave you. I will never give up on us and fight tooth and nail just to hold on to you.

I vow to dedicate my life to you and to be there for you until your last breath — or my own.I will be there for you through the best times and the toughest times. Most importantly, I want us to be there for each other when the curtains close.

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