Last night we went out after Crossroads with a couple of your friends to Friday's, blaring karaoke in the background. And I realized exactly how to describe my love for you. Before our engagement, my cup of love overflowed from my heart. I loved you as much as a man can, something more than I have ever felt for anyone or anything, save God. My compass pointed to you in absolute. After our engagement though, it was as if the cup grew. And it was ever more full, and this love surpassed anything I could have imagined. I see my life in you, our first child and our first Christmas, your hand in mine as we grow older and pass through seasons, your eyes staring at me fifty years from now--my heart so bursting with love for you, my life what it was meant to be because of you being in it.
Poets talk of people completing one another, as if we are incomplete without that other person. And I always thought how silly that was, that we should each be complete people and then come together to be something more. But what I see now is that all my life, my soul has been searching for its counterpoint and that is you. There has always been a place in my heart for you, put there by God in preparation for the love we would once share. And so now, my cup is full. God smiles.
I cannot wait to wake up one morning, about a year from now, and to be able to see you lying next to me--my wife. I imagine my cup will grow that day exponentially. I cannot wait to love you every day for the rest of my life.
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