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[Sep. 12th, 2030|11:48 pm] |
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I could promise to hold you, and to cherish you.
I could promise to be there, in sickness and in health.
I could say till death do us part. But I won't.
Those vows are for optimistic couples, the ones full of hope.
And I do not stand here on my wedding day optimistic or full of hope.
I am not optimistic. I am not hopeful.
I am sure. I am steady. And I know I'm a heart man.
Take 'em apart, put 'em back together, I hold them in my hands.
I am a heart man. So this, I am sure.
You are my partner. My lover. My very best friend. My heart.
My heart beats for you.
And on this day, the day of our wedding, I promise you this.
I promise you to lay my heart in the palm of your hands, I promise you... me.
- Preston Burke |
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[Sep. 11th, 2030|02:54 am] |
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I am a wordpress user now! So it's going to be like a sometimes-wordpress-sometimes-livejournal thing. |
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