dear husband,
you tell me that i'm wanted. you tell me that i'm beautiful nearly every day. you eat my cooking. you don't complain when i use up all the hot water. you kill every spider that tries to attack me, even out of a dead sleep. you vacuum. you encourage me to spend time with my friends. you love our nieces. you tell me that you're not going anywhere. i can see the sincerity in your eyes. during times like this, nothing means more.
i drift off to sleep every night extremely happy to be your wife. i adore you.
i am the luckiest.
love,
your wifey.
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