We all hear in fairy tales about the Prince Charming who comes into the Princess's life and whisks her away. Sweeps her off her feet. He is dashing, charming and very handsome. Well it didn't happen like that for me. I mean, you are handsome, charming and dashing, but you are more of a stable boy than a Prince. You come to me, with a crooked smile playing on your lips and a twinkle in your eye and you are worth more to me than 400 Princes. You always know what to say to me. You make my heart beat just as fast as it did the first time I saw you. Everytime we kiss, I still get butterflies. And these are giant butterflies. Not just the tiny normal ones. I can not wait to spend all my life with you. Through the rocky times and the sandy times. When I am throwing up and you have to hold my hair, and when you are sick and I rub your back and make you soup. We will face it all together, hand in hand. I will love you even when you are old, wrinkly and senile. I am so excited that I get to be with you, even when I won't remember you in old age, my heart will know you. My stableboy. God gave me you, and I couldn't have created a more perfect Prince.
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I love this. But I will laugh out loud when, in 5 years, you completely change it back again. :P
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