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During my life, I’ve always changed my mind on stuff like who my best friend was, who I wanted to marry, whether or not I wanted children, what I wanted to be… Basically, WHO I wanted to be… I’ve finally made my decision on all of them…
My best friend and who I want to marry is Kyle. No one else has made me feel like I do when I’m with him. He’s the kind of guy you can go to when I’m looking my worst, and he’ll still tell me, “Baby, you’re so gorgeous.” And I believe him. I can’t believe we’ve been together this long and we’re still acting like it’s day one. When I’m with him, I’m not afraid to be me… The real Lauren Barbee. Because I know he loves me for who I am. I can be stupid… I can cry… Laugh… Be a loser… Be plain old me… And he still thinks I’m some sort of goddess. It’s crazy. I never thought I’d find someone who wanted to be with me forever… But I have. And I pray everyday that one day I will see him get down on one knee and say “Lauren Barbee, will you marry me?” And I pray that one day I’ll be able to walk into a church as Lauren Barbee… Walk down that isle… Tell Kyle I’ll be with him for better or worse… In sickness and in health… ‘Till death do us part… And when I leave that church, be known as Lauren Rodgers. I want to become a teacher… Maybe a kindergarten teacher… And one day see him outside my classroom… With a dozen red roses… Just because it’s a Wednesday. And I know neither of us want to have kids… But I still want to be sitting at home one day with Kyle and watch our child take their first step… Say their first word… Watch them go off for their first day of school… Show us their very first 100 on a test. I want to be able to look at them and see Kyle’s nose… And my eyes… And just think, “Oh my God. That’s Kyle and me. Right there. That’s our child.” I want to be able to go to sleep in Kyle’s arms at night… And at 2:54 AM, hear a little voice… “Mommy? I had a bad dream. Can I sleep with you?” And wake up… And have a little version of Kyle and me in between us… Sleeping like a baby. I want to have that beautiful white farmhouse with horses and a little picket fence. I want to have that perfect simple life. I want to have it all… With Kyle. I want to be the perfect wife for Kyle… I want to be everything he needs in life and much much more. I want to be the person he turns to for anything… Everything. I want to grow old with him… I don’t ever want to stop loving him. And I don’t plan on doing so.
My best friend and who I want to marry is Kyle. No one else has made me feel like I do when I’m with him. He’s the kind of guy you can go to when I’m looking my worst, and he’ll still tell me, “Baby, you’re so gorgeous.” And I believe him. I can’t believe we’ve been together this long and we’re still acting like it’s day one. When I’m with him, I’m not afraid to be me… The real Lauren Barbee. Because I know he loves me for who I am. I can be stupid… I can cry… Laugh… Be a loser… Be plain old me… And he still thinks I’m some sort of goddess. It’s crazy. I never thought I’d find someone who wanted to be with me forever… But I have. And I pray everyday that one day I will see him get down on one knee and say “Lauren Barbee, will you marry me?” And I pray that one day I’ll be able to walk into a church as Lauren Barbee… Walk down that isle… Tell Kyle I’ll be with him for better or worse… In sickness and in health… ‘Till death do us part… And when I leave that church, be known as Lauren Rodgers. I want to become a teacher… Maybe a kindergarten teacher… And one day see him outside my classroom… With a dozen red roses… Just because it’s a Wednesday. And I know neither of us want to have kids… But I still want to be sitting at home one day with Kyle and watch our child take their first step… Say their first word… Watch them go off for their first day of school… Show us their very first 100 on a test. I want to be able to look at them and see Kyle’s nose… And my eyes… And just think, “Oh my God. That’s Kyle and me. Right there. That’s our child.” I want to be able to go to sleep in Kyle’s arms at night… And at 2:54 AM, hear a little voice… “Mommy? I had a bad dream. Can I sleep with you?” And wake up… And have a little version of Kyle and me in between us… Sleeping like a baby. I want to have that beautiful white farmhouse with horses and a little picket fence. I want to have that perfect simple life. I want to have it all… With Kyle. I want to be the perfect wife for Kyle… I want to be everything he needs in life and much much more. I want to be the person he turns to for anything… Everything. I want to grow old with him… I don’t ever want to stop loving him. And I don’t plan on doing so.
This is really mushy and stuff... So if you're not in the mood for that kind of stuff, don't read it.
Just something I thought of in the shower. Didn't come out perfect... But, you get the idea of what I was thinking.
Just something I thought of in the shower. Didn't come out perfect... But, you get the idea of what I was thinking.
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Mmm anyone can say "Baby you're gorgeous" damn I just said it lol, Mmmm well you can't base your whole life on your present state of mind, things change, everything changes, nothing is absolute, so why dont you reserve such judgement for a time when things are a little clearer 