My Per Second Person

As we find ourselves sitting down at the main table adorned in complete white and the scent of lilies that attack our senses, I turn to my now wife and take her face gently between my hands. With only but a feather of a whisper, I look deep into those sparkling brown eyes.

"Boo, I know now that no matter where we find ourselves in our lives, at the present moments, that we have always been destined to be together." Then as a tear appear in the corner of her eyes and starts rolling down her cheek, I gently wipe it away and lean in closer, "Thank you for coming back. I think, yet I know, that I would simply have died if I did not see you walking through that door."

She only but chuckles at me and pull my lips closer, "I love you, you crazy Marine. Your body might be broken, but your heart is right in the place where it needs to be."

And with that, I hand her, and yes, it is white, and it is folded in a square.