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Dear A,
I knew the moment I met you that I wanted to marry you. Of course I was drunk, but still, it has to mean something, right? Thank you for being my best friend. Thank you for being there for me when I didn't believe in myself, or in anything. You have always been there and have been my biggest cheerleader.
When we met I was not very trusting, and had my crazy moments. You didn't let it phase you, and still you loved me. I tested you, expecting you to turn into an asshole, but still you stayed. You loved me regardless and remained your sweet, amazing self, even when I was being a jerk-face.
You take time to make me feel special so often and I am so lucky. You listen to my crazy dreams, and believe in me when I don't believe in myself. I don't know what I did to deserve you...to deserve the Bug. Whatever it is, I am so thankful. Thank you for loving me.
While I don't really like Valentine's Day, I like love. Thank you for showing me what true love means.
I love you,
Brooke
Awesome letter to your sweetie! The funny thing is, you have written exactly what I would like to write to my husband. He is an awesome man married to me, a confused, confusing chick who is trying to be the best wife she can be.
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