She walked into the room, and saw a closed envelope on her study table. It read "Mi Amor Inocente". She smiled, kept her coffee mug down, picked the envelope, looked outside her window, and took a deep breath. She opened the envelope to find a handwritten letter.
"I love you.
Maybe not a lot. But just enough to make my heart beat a little faster everytime I see you smile.
You might not mean the world to me, but I don't miss the world when am with you.
You might not be the best thing that's happened to me, but a lot of awesome things have happened after you came into my life.
You might not be my perfect choice, but my life seems perfect with you.
You might not be what I dreamt of, but new dreams much more beautiful unraveled after I met you.
I could have been a lot of things over time, but I could never be what I am today without you.
I could have been a broken man, if it weren't for your shoulder during those tough times.
I can cry like a baby in front of you and still not be any less a man.
I can get rebuked for acting like a shit, but still be respected when I come around.
With time, I have learnt to love you, to love you a little more than before.
I love you, my love. Happy Valentine's Day. And Happy Anniversary."
She held the letter close to her lips, kissed it and put it back on the table. She took her reading glasses off, wiped her eyes, and walked out to the patio. There was snow covering the front yard, and the roads, the snow flakes had kept falling all night.
She saw him sitting on the chair watching the sunrise beyond the mountains. She walked up to him, kissed on his lips and said "I love you too".
She pulled the chair next to him and sat, holding his left hand.
He smiled, "42 years, and your kiss still tastes the same. I never thought that was ever possible"
"And I never thought you could get so poetic, ever"
"Well, side effects of being married to an artist for decades! By the way, It's your turn to clean the driveway, my valentine lady"
He lifted her hand, kissed it, and both gazed into the mountains in silence.
"I love you.
Maybe not a lot. But just enough to make my heart beat a little faster everytime I see you smile.
You might not mean the world to me, but I don't miss the world when am with you.
You might not be the best thing that's happened to me, but a lot of awesome things have happened after you came into my life.
You might not be my perfect choice, but my life seems perfect with you.
You might not be what I dreamt of, but new dreams much more beautiful unraveled after I met you.
I could have been a lot of things over time, but I could never be what I am today without you.
I could have been a broken man, if it weren't for your shoulder during those tough times.
I can cry like a baby in front of you and still not be any less a man.
I can get rebuked for acting like a shit, but still be respected when I come around.
With time, I have learnt to love you, to love you a little more than before.
I love you, my love. Happy Valentine's Day. And Happy Anniversary."
She held the letter close to her lips, kissed it and put it back on the table. She took her reading glasses off, wiped her eyes, and walked out to the patio. There was snow covering the front yard, and the roads, the snow flakes had kept falling all night.
She saw him sitting on the chair watching the sunrise beyond the mountains. She walked up to him, kissed on his lips and said "I love you too".
She pulled the chair next to him and sat, holding his left hand.
He smiled, "42 years, and your kiss still tastes the same. I never thought that was ever possible"
"And I never thought you could get so poetic, ever"
"Well, side effects of being married to an artist for decades! By the way, It's your turn to clean the driveway, my valentine lady"
He lifted her hand, kissed it, and both gazed into the mountains in silence.
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