No seven-year itch here
I can remember it like it was yesterday. I can still see the smiling faces of our dearest friends and family, still feel the jittery little heart palpitations as I listened to the music cueing up, still recall the thrill at spying Mark waiting at the end of the aisle, and still vividly remember the joy that filled me head to toe throughout the entire ceremony.
We’ve had a great run. Obviously our relationship has evolved a lot in the last seven years, but he still gives me little jittery heart palpitations, spying him can still give me a thrill, and being with him still fills me with joy from head to toe. Love you, babe! Looking forward to the next seven, seventeen, seventy years with you.