"Leah, Leah, Leah, my dear sweet Leah, how does your garden grow?"

My true love has my heart, and I have his. Together in marriage, together at heart. In good times and hard. In sickness and in health. For now and forever.


Friday, June 3, 2011

me + you = we



I miss you more than anything. You should know that. You should know that you are my everything and that every single moment of every single day I worry that I'm not worth you. Captain and soon-to-be Master of Engineering... you are so incredible and so good. You love me, though I'm not sure I deserve it. I love you more than anything...

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