My True Love Marie

I had never know real love until I met Marie, I understood the idea of love but never truly felt it and than I kissed Marie, and it was amazing because it opened the door to 14 year’s worth of Love and Happiness and 11 years of marriage, and it was thought that kiss I discovered love, and happiness can be infinite with the right person.  Because every day after that kiss Marie & I fell a little more in love and were a little bit happier, and it was just the simplest of things that we did for one another that made this happened. Like me waking up and going to my computer to start work and there would be a note telling me that Marie loved me and not to work too hard, if had to travel for work to America I would find notes in my suitcase hidden in my socks telling me she missed me. For me I would set out Marie breakfast things and hiding notes under the teacup telling how much I loved her or buying her birthday 3 card instead of one because I loved her 3 as much as everyone else. These are the little things we did for one another every day that would make us both fall a little more in love with one another and make us a little happier every day. I never understood love poems and there power they have until I felt real love myself and as able to return that love back to another person. I can never put into word how much I loved Marie but I don’t have to because some one did it better than I ever could.

How Do I Love Thee by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

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