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EPOV

"Edward, I don't know how to put this, so I guess I'll just be blunt." Alice told me, struggling for words. "Emmett, being the genius he is went out sledding today and crashed into a fire hydrant causing him to break his leg. It's nothing overly serious, but I can only imagine that Bella is going to want to go see him. Unfortunately, with roads still really bad, the ambulance had a hard time getting to him. So that means that you'll have to convince her to wait a while at least."

"Alright…I think I can do that. When did it happen?" I asked as Bella's eyes immediately shot to me.

"This afternoon around one or two, I guess."

"Hows…" I trailed off, not wanting Bella to become too alarmed.

"Rosalie? She's mad as heck at him for being an idiot, but besides that she's fine. She braved the weather and followed the ambulance to the hospital. Personally, I think she's crazy, but if it were Jasper I'd probably do the same thing, and we all know you'd do it for Bella and vice versa."

"Yea, you're right. Thanks for letting me know. Is there anything else we should know about?" I asked.

"Um…tell Bella that Elliot loves her closet and has played dress up once or twice. I took pictures."

I laughed. "Right, will do."

"Should I know about anything?" Alice asked in her same happy tone.

"Probably, but it would be better in person I think." I told her with a smile on my face, and squeezing Bella tight.

"Edward, tell me."

"Not a chance Ali, you'll have to wait."

"Fine. I'll talk to you later, but mark my words; Bella will be the good friend I know she is and tell me."

"Alright, I'll talk to you later." I finished and hung up the phone. Bella's eyes still glued to me.

BPOV

"So…what'd Alice have to say?" I asked wildly curious.

"Not much, but there are two important things I have to tell you." Edward informed me.

I nodded and walked over to the couch to sit by Edward.

"First, before I tell you anything, promise me you won't leave this house." Edward started out, scarring me a little as he wrapped his arms tighter around me.

"I promise. What happened?"

"Do you want the bad or the worse first?" he asked, making me even more nervous than I already was.

"Worse, I guess."

Edward took a deep breath. "Emmett broke his leg early this afternoon after sledding into a fire hydrant." He paused. "He's alright and Rosalie's with him."

I nodded. "Emmett would be the idiot that does that." I laughed.

Edward kissed my forehead then smiled his crooked smile. "Yes, yes he would. You okay with that? I mean I know he's one of your best friends and everything."

I took a deep breath."I guess I have to be, right? I mean the roads are nasty and there is no way I would try to drive in this mess, even with my snow tires on. I'm just glad he's okay and there's no long term damage."

"You're amazing, I hope you know that." Edward smiled, pulling me into a hug. Once he released me, he asked, "So do you want the bad news now?"

I nodded.

"Elliot, I'm guessing the guy you were cuddling with when I stopped by," Edward's eyes clouded, "has been playing dress up with your clothes. I guess he was trying to look like a pretty, pretty princess." Edward chuckled at his joke.

"You've got to be kidding me! Elliot played dress up…with my clothes??!?!" I asked disbelievingly and mad.

"You heard me right. Alice has pictures evidently."

"I must have those pictures."

Edward laughed. "What's the big deal? I mean it's just clothes, right?"

"I guess, but I hate sharing my clothes. Call me selfish, but whatever, I don't like to share them…especially my hats."

"Your hats?" Edward asked.

"Yes, my hats. They're very special to me." I admitted.

"Any why haven't I seen said hats on you or just in general?" Edward asked raising an eyebrow.

"Because they only come out at special times."

"Uh-huh, right. Any why are you so protective of said hats?" he asked.

Honestly, I didn't want to tell him because it was like a personal secret, but I had made him promise to be honest and share when the times come so I can't start being a hypocrite now.

"The hats…there's five of them. One black felt one with a white felt ribbon that wraps around it and is in a bow on the side. One brown felt hat with a brown ribbon around it and rabbit's fur that looks like a feather on the side tied in an elegant bow. One brown and olive green hounds tooth fedora with a brass button on the side. One grey and white woven fedora with a red feather in the band. And last but not least, one cream and brown woven fedora, my personal favorite." I paused gathering my thoughts. "The first two felt hats are from my Granny, on my dad's side of the family. She grew up during the Great Depression era, but unlike so many other people, her family stayed wealthy. So much so that at the change of the season, her and her sister would go to New York to buy an all new wardrobe. She also went to college during that time, just because her parents could afford it. The felt hats were her 'town' hats when she was my age; they're the only ones she had left from that time in her life. And the crazy thing, they still look brand new because she took such great care of them." I smiled.

Edward smiled too. "So what about the three others?"

"The three fedoras were her husbands, my Pappaw's hats. No they weren't from his teenage years, they were simply from his everyday life. Every time he went out, mowed the lawn, got the newspaper in the morning, basically anything, he wore one of these three hats.

"He passed away about a year ago. We weren't close, but from everything I did learn from him and all the stories I was told, he was one of the coolest people to have ever lived. I feel pretty special that I get to keep his hats. After all this time, they still smell like him and strangely enough, I really treasure that." I finished, biting my lip as thousands of memories flooded into my mind from the summers and weekends I spent with them over the years.

Edward scooted closer and wrapped his arm around me. I instantly curled myself into his side.

"Thank you." He told me softly, kissing the top of my head.

I nodded and closed my eyes. I don't remember the last time I talked about my grandparents. For some reason, I kept my memories of them to myself and I didn't like talking about them to anyone.

Edward took a deep breath. "So do you want me to call Alice and make sure no one touches or wears the hats?"

"That would be wonderful." I told him honestly.

He quickly dialed the number and made sure Alice knew that the hats were absolutely off limits to everyone, including her. And that if for some reason they were disturbed it wouldn't be pleasant for her when she came back home.

I gave him a peck on the cheek. "Thanks, I appreciate it."

"Anytime." He smiled. "My grandparents on my mom's side were much the opposite. Believe it or not, my mom grew up on a farm. Both of her grandparents, my grandma and granddaddy, grew up in the agricultural world. I'm like you, when I was growing up, I wasn't very close to my grandparents, but I do have those selective memories that will stick with me forever.

"Like the time granddaddy hit my back when all of us grand kids were playing tag at my aunt's house because he thought he was 'it'.

"Or the time my grandma remembered I was her grandson…that was a really good visit."

I chuckled. "Are you serious?"

"Unfortunately, yes. I don't think she ever knew my name wasn't Edwin." He shuddered. "She didn't have a memory problem…she just didn't like me very much."

I continued laughing. "I don't think I'd date you if your name was Edwin."

"Oh really, I thought you weren't as shallow as Lauren." He said with a straight face.

My jaw dropped. "Lauren?! You're comparing me to Lauren?!" I asked not waiting for an answer and getting up off the couch.

"Bella, wait. You know I didn't mean it!" Edward called after me.

I didn't listen. I continued walking up to my old room still annoyed with Edward. As soon as I entered the room, I jiggled the door knob and locked it in one swift motion.

"Bella, come on! Open the door!" Edward practically begged.

I gave him the silent treatment as I lay back on his bed. It smelled so freaking good. The whole room smelled just as amazing as Edward does.

"Come on Bells, just open the door. Please?"

I rolled my eyes. Edward sounded pathetic at this point.

"And what happens if I do?" I asked.

"You'll just have to see." He said cryptically.

I flicked my wrist and unlocked the door then lay back down on his bed.

Slowly the door creaked open and Edward's silhouette could be seen against what little light there still was left of the day. He walked in until he was inches away from the bed, then slowly he ran his fingers through my hair and sat down on the bed.

"Bella…" he trailed off, twisting a strand of my hair around his fingers gently.

I finally looked at him.

"You know I didn't mean the whole Lauren thing, right?"

"Yea, but it hurt."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. And if it makes you feel better, I wouldn't date me if my name were Edwin either."

I laughed. "That's good to know. What would you change your name to?"

He thought for a moment. "Robert or Tobias, something out of the ordinary yet still classic sounding probably."

I smiled. "Sounds good."

"So…are we going to sleep up here or downstairs by the fire?" he asked.

"I'd love to be warm tonight, even if it's just for a few hours." I admitted.

"Downstairs it is my sweet." He smiled, picking me up.

I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly.

"Don't worry, I won't drop you." Edward whispered softly in my ear.

"I know, but…"

"But what?"

"You know, I don't know. I guess being carried downstairs makes me tense."

"But Bella, we're on the main level." Edward smiled.

I shook my head. "You're something else, you know that?"

Edward chuckled as he sat me down.

I quickly walked over to the couch and wrapped myself in a bunch of the blankets.

"Save some for me!" Edward exclaimed as he came over.

"Why should I? I'm freezing!"

"And you don't think I'm not?"

I shrugged. "You don't seem cold."

"Well I am, so share the blankets." He demanded with a smile.

"Make me." I challenged.

"With pleasure."

Edward's eyes twinkled with mischief as he walked over to the couch and put his hands on either side of me. Slowly, he leaned down and put one of his knees on the couch and began nuzzling his nose on my neck, placing feather light kisses along my jaw. "Are you willing to share now?" Edward asked huskily in my ear.

I shook my head no.

Edward smiled and skimmed his lips over mine. I wrapped the blankets around me tighter, trying to stick with my now very difficult decision to be stubborn. Edward finally let his lips stay on mine as he began kissing me softly and sweetly. There was no urgency in the kiss, just persuasion. Edward moved his hands from the back of the couch to my hair, tangling his hands in it.

Before I knew it, Edward was pulling away and smiling at me.

"Are you willing to share now?" He asked.

I smiled and shook my head no again.

"Hmmm…we'll have to change that, won't we?"

Within the blink of an eye, Edward pulled the hood up on my hoodie and pulled the strings tight then pulled some of the blankets away from me and sat on the couch.

Once I pulled my hood back down and readjusted my hoodie, I glared at Edward who was now wrapped up in my blankets.

"Aw Bells, don't be mad." Edward whined as soon as he saw my expression.

I didn't say anything; I just looked at his face and deep into his eyes. I knew he was trying to be funny, but here in a minute, I'll be doing the same thing.

"Bella, here." Edward opened his arms beginning to unwrap the blankets from around him.

As soon as Edward's arms were open just enough, and he wasn't expecting it, I dove towards him and into his arms.

"Oof!" was all Edward could utter as his body flew back on the couch in shock from my quick ninja-like movements.

I began laughing as I wrapped my arms around him best I could and buried my head in his chest. I could feel Edward's chest moving from his silent chuckles. "What are you laughing about?" I asked perplexed.

"How wonderful and spontaneous you can be sometimes. You never cease to surprise me."

I smiled. "That's what I aim for. You comfortable?"

"Not really, I think there's a pillow under my back." He admitted.

I rolled my eyes as I got off him to let him readjust himself.

"All better." Edward smiled as he opened up his arms for me.

He didn't have to ask twice, I practically dove into his warm, outstretched arms and snuggled into his chest.

"Are you warm enough?" Edward asked, kissing my forehead.

"I think I'm pretty good. You?"

Edward wrapped his arms around me a little tighter then placed a warm kiss on my lips. Once the short kiss ended, Edward kept his eyes closed. "I'm perfect in every way now, thanks to my wonderfully beautiful and perfect girlfriend."

I couldn't help but to smile and gibe Edward a peck on the side of his lips. "Goodnight." I whispered.

"Goodnight my sweets." Edward whispered back, hugging me close.

And for the second night in a row, I fell asleep in Edward's warm arms.

EPOV

I woke up before Bella, as usual. She had been stranded here a little over a week, and each day was even better than the last. Truthfully, I can't imagine what it'll be like when she has to go back to her house. Nothing's going to be the same as it is right now.

My thoughts became interrupted by Bella beginning to stir in my arms.

When her eyes began opening, I softly whispered, "Good morning beautiful."

Bella grunted then buried her beautiful face back into my chest.

"Come on Bells, wake up. You know Alice will be calling soon to give us the latest updates on her life at your home and other gossip she somehow acquired." I coaxed Bella while rubbing her back.

Right on cue, my cell phone began ringing. Bella grabbed the phone and answered. "What do you want Alice, I'm tired? Your brother yacked my ear off last night."

I quickly grabbed the phone from Bella just as Alice was saying, "I'm sure my brother yacked your ear off. You all were probably trying to jump each other's bones all night long in my brother's room."

"On the contrary Alice, we really were talking way into the morning, and from what I've learned, Bella is not the morning person like you are." I corrected her.

"Whatever, I have exciting news!" Alice squealed. "The electricity is back o at Bella's house!"

"Are you joking me? Because if you are, that's a sick joke."

"I'm not joking, but from what I can see, it's just Bella's house that has light. If ya'll wanna try, come on over and enjoy the warmth."

"We may have to do that…and bring laundry."

"Alright, well, we'll see you or we won't. Bye."

"Okay, sounds good. See ya." I said before hanging up.

"What did the evil pixie want?" Bella grumbled.

"What would you say if I told you that we could be in a heated house within an hour or less?"

Bella immediately perked up. "Where is the heat?"

"I'm not going to tell you until you get in a better mood." I smiled.

Bella pecked my lips. "Good morning Edward, did you sleep well?"

I laughed. "Of course I did, I had my girlfriend curled up against me all night. Did you sleep well?"

"Eh, it was pretty good." She shrugged smiling.

"I'm sure."

"So…the heat?" Bella asked again.

"Alice told me your house has electricity again." I smiled.

"Oh my gosh! I'm going to go take a shower and then we're going!" she exclaimed, dashing off to the bathroom.

I rolled my eyes and got out of our cocoon of blankets. I pulled on my snow boots and grabbed Bella's key s then went out to her truck and began scrapping her windshield. Thankfully there wasn't much ice to scrape so it didn't take me that long. As soon as I was finished, I walked back into the house and got into a warm shower.

I quickly bathed then got dressed in a fresh pair of sweats then began gathering my dirty clothes.

A quiet know echoed through my quiet room. "Come in."

Slowly, Bella stuck her head in. "Hey, um…do you have any extra sweats? The rest of Alice's are too small or too short…" she trailed off nervously.

"Yea, come in and I'll give 'em to you." I told her as I rummaged through my dresser in search of something small and clean.

"I'd really rather now. Can you just hand them to me?" she asked still acting a little nervous.

"What's the problem Bells? Just come over here and get them." I told her, holding out the clothes.

She rolled her eyes. "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."

Then she opened the door a little more and walked in quickly. Realization dawned on me as I saw her holding up a town around her body. I couldn't help my eyes raking over her small body. She is so beautiful.

"Edward, stop ogling me! You're making me feel self-conscience." She clutched tighter at the towel as she grabbed the clothes then quickly ran out of the room.

How in the world did I ever end up with a girl like Bella? She seriously is perfect in every way.

A few minutes later, Bella came back into my room with a trash bag half full of something and biting her lip. "Hey, you have your clothes together?"

I didn't answer her. Instead I starred at her…again. If I thought she looked good in my hoodie, this was beyond words. I walked over to her and took the garbage bag out of her hand and let it drop to the floor, then I wrapped my arms around her small waist and let my lips connect with hers for a few minutes. I leaned my forehand on hers after the kiss came to a sweet end. "Have I had a chance yet today to tell you how beautiful you are?" I asked, cupping her face in my hands.

A beautiful and not very familiar blush crept up on her cheeks. "You're only saying that because you saw me in a towel." She smiled, blushing even more.

"That may have something to do with it, but you're always beautiful…especially in my sweats." I smiled, pulling her close to me.

"You're horrible Mr. Cullen. I hope you know that." Bella grumbled, pushing herself away from me.

"Where do you think you're going?" I asked, stuffing my load of clothes in the bag with hers.

"I'm going to a warm house, how bout you?" she flashed me a smile.

"That sounds wonderful to me." I smiled back, putting my arm around her waist as we walked out to her car.

When she saw the cleared windshield, her eyes lit up. "Did you?"

I nodded.

"You're the best, ever!" she squealed, standing up on her tiptoes and kissing my cheek.

I opened her door for her then got in on the passenger side. Cautiously, Bella backed out of the driveway and onto the road. I don't think I've ever driven that slowly with someone, but I'm glad she did. The roads were still extremely icy and snow was still over everything.

"I don't think we'll be going back to school for a while. What do you think?" Bella asked, not taking her eyes off the road.

I smirked. "I doubt we'll go back this month."

"We'll be going to school all summer if we aren't careful."

"Ugh, don't remind me. I want a laid back summer spent with my friends and my girlfriend."

"Mmm, that sounds good, but switch girlfriend with boyfriend in my case."

Once we got to the house twenty minutes later, Bella refused to drive up the steep driveway so we parked on the curb, grabbed the trash bag and headed up to the house. Both Bella and I slipped a few times heading up, but there were no serious injuries thankfully. Before Bella could put her key in the lock, Alice had opened the door and ushered us in out of the cold as if the house was her own.

"You're finally here! It's been so boring since Rose, Tiff, and Elliot all left." Alice pouted.

"Aww, I'm sorry Alice." Bella mocked as she headed down a flight of stairs.

"Where are you going?" Alice called after er.

"The basement to do laundry of course." Bella replied in a 'duh' tone.

Immediately, Alice turned to me and furiously whispered, "What happened?! Neither one of you are happy!"

I raised an eyebrow. "What makes you say that?"

"Have you seen Bella today? She's super pissy and doesn't seem excited to be here. What happened?" Alice demanded. "Bella's not pregnant, right?"

"Alice chill. Bella's not pregnant, but I'm not sure why she's in a sour mood." I shrugged.

"Well go down and talk to her and figure it out! You all are supposed to be together by now!"

"Fine! Stop being so bossy or I'll just leave."

"It wouldn't bother me if you left." Alice countered as I headed down the stairs to find Bella.

I wandered through a few doorways; following the light from what I'm guessing is the laundry room. Once I came to the room, I leaned in the doorway watching her sort our laundry into a few different piles.

"Hey." I said quietly, not wanting to scare her.

"Hey yourself." She replied, still sorting clothes.

I went to her and put my arms around her. "What's going on? You're not the same happy girl you were ten minutes ago." I asked concerned.

She leaned into me and dropped the shirt she was holding then sighed. "I don't know. I guess I just want everything to be the same here and everywhere like they were at you house. I'm scarred I guess." She said quietly.

I turned her around so she was facing me then hugged her close to me. "Nothing is going to change. Once we tell Alice she'll squeal then want all the details, people at school probably won't care, with the exception of Lauren, and our parent's won't care too much. As for your other girlfriends, I'm not sure, but I'm pretty sure they won't mind you dating me."

She hugged me back tightly. "You're wonderful, you know that?"

I shrugged. "I try."

Bella laughed. "So is Alice mad at me?"

"Actually no. she's mad at me. She was curious to know if you were pregnant or something." I chuckled.

"Oh gosh, that's awkward." She mumbled into my chest.

"That's what I thought when she asked me."

Bella looked up at me. "I'm sorry about that."

"Eh, I guess I'll live."

"You guess?" She questioned.

I shrugged.

"I bet I can really make you live with that." She smirked.

"Oh really? Prove it." I challenged.

Bella lifted her hands up and put them around my neck then slowly brought her face closer to mine, letting her lips softly graze my own before she pressed her soft lips a little harder against mine as I moved my arms to her waist, pulling her even closer to me.

"What's going on?!" Alice shrieked, causing us to break apart.

"I was just um…asking Bella what was wrong." I told her, struggling for words.

"Not from what I saw. Edward leave. Bella and I need to talk." Alice commanded icily.

I gave Bella's hand a squeeze before leaving the room and going upstairs. Before I shut the door, I heard Alice not so calmly say, "Explain, everything."

I slumped down on the living room sofa waiting for the girls to come back up. Alice had kept the place clean, so I couldn't distract myself with that. There was a book case on one side of the room that caught my attention. I meandered over and began scanning the different titles. There weren't many I didn't recognize, so I pulled one at random not caring what I grabbed. I plopped onto the chair and a half then glanced at the title. As soon as I read the title I began laughing, I had pulled, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. I cracked open the book and began reading.

After a few chapters, I heard Alice shriek loudly and I couldn't help but become distracted by the brain eating zombies. Hopefully my Bella will still be alive by the time her and Alice's…explaining is finished. A few more squeals occurred before absolute silence submerged the house yet again. No matter how many times I tried, I kept rereading the same lines until it didn't make any sense and I had to give up reading entirely.

I slammed the book shut and rested my head against the back of the chair and closed my eyes trying to ignore all the bad thoughts about what could be happening with Alice and Bella. I wanted nothing more than to go downstairs and run away with Bella, but she needed to talk to Alice, I suppose.

I continued lying in the chair with my eyes closed until I felt two hands running through my hair gently. I smiled in contentment then opened my eyes to see a guy leaning on the chair with his hands in my hair.

"Who the heck are you?" I yelled, sitting up abruptly.

"I'm Elliot, and you my friend have very soft hair. What kind of product do you use? It has to be something expensive, isn't it?" he muttered to himself.

"Why were you…petting me?" I asked for lack of better words.

"Because your hair looked so soft and I just couldn't resist. Haven't you ever felt that way before?" the perv asked, truly curious.

"Um…only when it's my girlfriend's hair…"

Elliot began pouting as the girls emerged from the basement.

"Elliot!" Alice exclaimed, running up to him and giving him a hug which he happily returned.

"Hey Ali, what's shakin' sweet pea?" he asked her as Bella stood off to the side a bit awkwardly.

"Not much." She shrugged. "So what was the commotion? We heard someone yelling."

"Elliot decided he wanted to play with my hair." I spat venomously.

Alice, Bella and Elliot all starred at each other then broke out in fits of laughter.

"Do you realize how…girly that sounds?" Alice asked, clutching her sides.

"Hmph, fine, be that way." I sulked, then marched upstairs.

A few minutes later, Bella came into her room where I was laying on her futon starring at all the different pieces of art on her walls, and plopped down on the floor beside me.

"Whatcha starring at?" she asked looking at me.

"Nothing in particular. I just realized there's not a picture of us in here." I told her frowning.

A smile grew on her face. "Are you sure about that?"

"Yea…I've scanned everything pretty well, and haven't seen a single picture of us." I commented sadly.

"Then let's change that." She stated getting up and leaving the room. "Stay right there." She instructed as I was about to follow her.

I waited while she went somewhere; still scanning the room for a hidden picture.

A few minutes later, Bella emerged with her laptop and camera in hand. She went over to her desk and plugged in her Mac then plugged her camera into her laptop and began downloading the pictures.

I tried to see what she was working on, but each time I leaned to see, she moved so I couldn't see. After a while, I heard a printer begin to warm up and begin printing. Bella closed her laptop then rummaged in one of her closets for a few moments looking for something. When she finally found what she was looking for, she brought it over to the printer and uncapped a sharpie and began writing something. Once she was finished writing, she took the picture from the printer and slid it into the frame then put the picture on her nightstand.

I got up and walked over to her bed, plopping down to see which picture she printed. I smiled when I saw it was one I think Alice took of us where I had my arms around Bella's waist and she's smiling up at me. The sun was shining bright behind us, illuminating both of us as we were laughing about nothing in particular.

"You like?" Bella asked.

I wrapped my arms around her, pressing her back against my chest like in the picture and whispered, "I absolutely love it. You'll have to give me a copy."

"Maybe." She shrugged.

"So what happened with you and Alice? I heard some shrieking and was worried." I whispered.

"She knows we're dating and that we've kissed…" she trailed off.

"But…" I prompted.

"But, I did leave out that we cuddled every night I was with you." She finished smiling.

"And why would you leave that out?"

"Oh, I don't know. I kind of figured she wouldn't want an overload of information, and I like having secrets that only you and I know about." She smiled.

"Mmm…I like secrets as long as I know about them." I smiled, nuzzling her neck.

"I do too." She sighed.

My Future Wife,

Honestly, I don't know what to write about in this letter. I could talk about my addiction to Facebook, even though I find it pretty pointless. I could talk about how Twitter is a complete waste of time because the people who have one are like, "Inhale. Exhale. Type twitter update." Or I could talk about how I think Mac products are some of the most ingenious things out there.

Or I could begin to attempt to explain how much I love music, and how I can get lost in the music and lyrics of a song from the first chord of a guitar or piano piece. Or how Regina Spetkor is one of those artists that are timeless and absolutely wonderful at every genre they attempt. I could also tell you about the years I've taken piano lesions. I could even tell you about the song 'Breathe' by Angels and Airwaves that I hope will be 'our song', no matter how incredibly cheesy and corny that sounds.

On the other hand, I could tell you about my life growing up and how mellow and perfect it seemed. I could tell you secrets about my sister Alice. Or even things my parents have done to embarrass me through the years. Or the day my great-grandma died after a long battle with cancer, and how she was my best friend.

But alas, I'm not going to elaborate on any of that right now. Instead, I want to write out a few of the lyrics to one of my favorite songs and have you figure out the song. And no, I won't tell you the name of the song no matter how you try to convince me.

I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions
My worried mind you quieted
Place your hands on my face
Close my eyes and say
That love is a poor man's food
Don't prophesize
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever

As always, keep in mind, I love you, and I always will! I can't wait for the day when I see your beautiful face smiling back at me, if I haven't see it already and just don't realize it yet, or when I can hold you in my arms. I love you, love.

Always Yours 'Till Death Do Us Part,

Your Future Husband

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