Ensuite, Cliquez sur le bouton droit de la souris “enregistrez la cible sous” dans votre dossier. Et ouvrez le titre avec votre séquenceur favori par “import”. This was written to me from my wife on my 32nd birthday to show how much she loves and appreciates me. She is so awesome of a woman and wife. I couldn’t have asked for any better.
I know how lucky I am and I will never take her for granted! The fact that this list was so easy to write, but also so hard because I had to limit it to just 100 reasons when I can think of at least a million plus reasons why I love you and why I am the luckiest woman in the world. You do not have permission to access this page. Include your IP address and a short description of what you were doing when you encountered the rate limit. I thought I loved my wife from the moment we started dating. I’m a ridiculous, emotional, over-sentimental sap. I guess that’s why I told my wife I loved her on our second date. I had tried really hard up to that point to hold it back, honestly. I wanted to tell her on the first date, but I knew that would probably be weird. She kind of gave me this half-shy, half-amused smile.
Then she nodded and looked off into the sky. I wasn’t heartbroken by the response. I think part of me recognized that she was much smarter and more modest than me. But as time has gone on, I also realized that she knew something that I didn’t. After two months of dating, we were engaged. Three months after that, we were married. And that whole time I was swooning.
This fire was burning in me, a fire that burned just like that second date: I was in love. But then we got married, and everything changed. Marriage, quicker than I was ready for, did this thing: it started sucking away that emotion. I tried so hard to keep that fire going, to keep that emotion alight, but it got harder and harder. I mean, how you can feel that burning love when you’re sitting at the table discussing how to use the last twenty dollars in your bank account? How can you feel it when you get into an argument? How can you feel it when you think it makes perfect sense to put your socks on the floor after you’re done with them, and she has this crazy idea that they need to go in the laundry basket?
There was no way I could keep that dating fire burning as practicality invaded our lives. And at first, it drove me nuts. That excitement was how I knew I cared for her! But suddenly, life was this grind. Even when I was with her. Especially when I was with her. And even worse, it seemed that the harder I tried to be sentimental and lovey-dovey, the less it was reciprocated. But it wasn’t that she wasn’t giving me love, it just seemed to come at different times.
i just love you smile