yeah, fuck v-day! you're a sweetheart and you deserved a good lad. until you find him, though, keep on partying like a rock star! i want to hit you up when i'm in the UK! i love your new site design :)
 

yeah, fuck v-day! you're a sweetheart and you deserved a good lad. until you find him, though, keep on partying like a rock star! i want to hit you up when i'm in the UK! i love your new site design :)
 

Well, I disagree about love being a crock of shit. I don't much care for Valentines Day. On that we agree. Just like any other day, it's over commercialized.

I still try to be sweet to my lady — every day. She is not only my wife, she's my best friend, and when I'm not at work, we're almost always together. I've never cheated on her, even though I've been tempted, because I don't want to lose her trust — and I would not want to hurt her that way. I met her at a USO dance, asked her to marry me two weeks later, and five weeks after that we were married.

Love doesn't have to be a crock. It can be a way of life. Our life is probably boring to some, but we're happy.

Love can't last?

We met in 1972 — thirty-four years ago. We still show affection in public, sleep spooned next to each other, and, yes, we still have a sex life.
 

Thankyou for your comment,it was refreshing to read and even more so that it came from a man. Your both so lucky to have found true love. I look forward to hearing more of your comments and just for the record the poem was added in jest, and between you and me theres no one more romantic and waiting for the happy ever after story ! xxx