Happy Love

I am getting married soon. A guy friend of mine once said upon getting this buzz from me that it was like an end of an era. I failed to ask what he meant. I would like to think though that it was something pleasant. See, this friend can be too pragmatic.

I am marrying the man who inspires me to be better. Apart from being lovers, we share the best friendship I've ever known. He pushes me up when I start to stumble down the hill. His flaws make me want to love him more. For a change, I discuss like a real adult. Fighting with him is pointless for he will just slap me with the truth. He is one smart guy. He is tough but kind. With him, I look at the cup half full. He is the very reason for my unfading happiness. 

My love for this man is constant and yet changing. It just grows stronger each beautiful sunrise.