This past year of my life has been the most amazing and most stressful. Meeting you, getting to know you, and falling in love with has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. You've taught me so much and showed me what true love really is. Your compassion, caring nature, sacrifice, and selflessness has made me the luckiest guy in the world. What I love most is your desire to make me feel special and your continual giving. You always do the little things that put a smile on my face. I've put you through a lot and you've always stuck by my side. You're everything I've ever looked for plus more. I never knew such a perfect girl existed.
Throughout this ordeal, you've always said we'd make the perfect family and live happily together. You've always questioned "why am I not enough" and "love is always supposed to win". Well, you are enough and love has won. You're the one I want to be with and I can't fathom spending life without you. Let's make this thing work."
Going through the stages of grief, right now we are at anger.
The five stages are denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance.
1. No denial this time so lemme check that box off
2. Anger is VERY real right now, check
3. Bargaining? Fuck that, pass.
4. Depression - no time for that so gonna pass on that one too
5. Acceptance - sounds GREAT. Let's fluctuate between anger & acceptance and package this shit up & open a new book.
Sucks when you really believed someone had the capacity to be a man but turns out is just a coward in Prada shoes. Yes, our first date he wore animal print Prada loafers that basically meowed at me, ugh designer shoes get me EVERY time.
& no, Cole Hahn isn't a designer. Nice try though.