Thursday, December 3, 2015

My husband, my love.

He was there for me when no one else was; 

He gave me hope when I needed it most; 

He loved me when no one else would. 

He’s not anyone I want to disappear from my life. 

I am a better person because of him.

He is in by no means perfect, and that's okay, because really, who is?

Under that tough guy, swearing, tattooed, biker is a fantastic man.

I am thankful for him every day.


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