All that Matters....
All that matters, and all that really matters is you being by my side for the rest of my life. All that did matter to me was you, and all that will ever matter is you. All that ever mattered was having you here, and what matters the most now is you and me.
You can say it was sweet how you and I met, or maybe by chance; but faced with this moment, I know that it was just meant to be. First time we met was amongst friends and we never thought of being together, but minutes went by, hours passed, and as the months went on, feelings grew and a question was asked. The answer wasn't exactly a "yes," but over time, it became a "yes." My life was worth living for again, and life was worth living.
I can't say that it was a perfect relationship between us, but we had the ups and downs, break ups to make ups, and the "I hate you." Even through a whole year of breaking up and getting back together, we decided to give it one more try. And on Jan 2, 2000 we decided to try one last time. Somehow, it really did feel like after that, there would be no more tries. I'm happier now then I was when we first dated. Now I have you, and you know that you've always had me.
I always say this, but I really do remember the first time I saw you, and I'll never forget that day. It was During winter, maybe it was November, or early December. Snow had started to melt from earlier in the week, and all that was left was the ice on the cement. I had stepped out of the service room to have a breather from the sermon, and there you were. Arms crossed, walking with that walk that you do, and looking down from the cold because you didn't have your jacket. From then on, I had my eyes set on you, and all the little things I did so I could see you. Even if it were only moments at a time, it was all I needed to keep my heart from jumping out of me. We only passed each other on that day, and after our eyes met, I knew there'd be something else for you and I.
I still remember some of our days as friend, well, more like strangers. Standing in front of the church on Saturdays, and after church. I had always admired you from afar and would think how it would be like to be with you. I didn't have the courage then, and I was too shy. But one reason was, I had always thought you were 13, so I was never really sure because we had never spoken. I don't know what brought me to ask you, what I mean is, I don't know how I did it, but I called you.
It took me forever to call you, ever since Sunday, you were on my mind. it wasn't till Thursday that I could reach you. I called Wednesday, but your little brother left me hanging on the phone for 15 minutes, and I just hung up. Then the day had come, Thursday night. I had finally gotten to talk to you. You sounded surprised. Of all people, why me right? Well, I wanted to ask you out, and before that moment, we had never talked before. But your answer was not what I was use to, "let me think about it." You said you would tell me on Sunday at church, and after that, it drove me crazy.
Well, Sunday did come, and I got the answer I was waiting for, and hoping to get. You had told me how weird I was when I asked you, and the look on my face was like a little boy waiting for candy. You said "sure," as if to agree on the relationship, and that was all I need to know. I'm sorry I hadn't stayed, instead I ran off like a happy little boy. Ever since that day, my life has changed in so many ways. you've showed me how to be a stronger person, and you showed me how to control my emotions. I'm who I am because of you. Everything wasn't great, but it had to be done for me to be here.
And still, the only thing that matters after all this time is you and me. Four years in the making, the story of you and me, seems like yesterday we had just gotten back. I love you. All that matters and will always matter is us.
I wanted to write all this down because I may forget it in the future, when we're old, and thinking back of when we were young, we can come back to this. I will never forget the feelings, and the times, but I'm afraid of forgetting the important things, the little things that means so much. I love you, so much more then I can ever say on here, and I'll always love you. To my wife, and to the one who I share my life with. I love you. "I won't just be there till the end, but always.
