He wasn't my first crush. He wasn't my first kiss or my first date. He wasn't the first one to wish me a Happy Valentines Day or win me a teddy bear at the fair. He didn't take me to prom or homecoming. He wasn't my stalker in college.
He was the first one to kiss me good night. He was my first real valentines date. He was the first to show me what it is to be the best me. The first to look at me the way only your truest companion can. He was the fist to dance with me in the middle of the aisle of Walmart. To ask me to be his girl friend next to the medicine aisle in Kroger. He was the one who showed me what God meant by loving one unconditionally. To be the father of my children and to go on the adventure of a lifetime.
I love him. He is my husband.
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