The first time we kissed, I passed out.
I say I swooned. He says I was drunk.
All of life is subject to interpretation.
A couple can share their history but not their stories.
That’s the secret of a great marriage.
There are two people.
You are blessed. Not everyone is so lucky, like you. May you both flourish forever. I’m alone on Valentine’s Day. Destiny!
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