I promise.
“I, take you, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish, till death do us part.”
I promised you a mansion.
I promised you a mansion with manicured gardens.
I promised you a mansion with manicured gardens and a Jacuzzi.
I promised you a mansion with manicured gardens, a Jacuzzi and a room just for your shoes.
Made of gold.
You didn’t care.
I promised you flowers every day of the year.
I promised you flowers every day of the year. And a box of chocolate.
I promised you flowers every day of the year. And a box of chocolate. And a teddy bear.
I promised you flowers every day of the year. And a box of chocolate. And a teddy bear. And champagne.
Not just on Valentine’s.
You didn’t care.
I promised you the world.
I promised you the world on a golden platter.
I promised you the world on a golden platter, drenched in ambrosia.
I promised you the world on a golden platter, drenched in ambrosia with a cherry on the top.
You didn’t care.
You just wanted me.
