Roses are sometimes red
Violets are not always blue
Here is a sweet rendition of our love story
That all began the day I met you
I’m not perfect
I have never claimed to be
I’m only the girl that has promised to
Love you for all of eternity
I have sent you every “love” hallmark card in existence halfway across the world to you
Faced every challenge from Ralph, the postman that has ever existed
I learned about even shittier postpeople who live in the US
Learned about corruption from asshats set on lining their pockets and some yummy snacks and maybe a tea; if the request is unbelievably tall, plan to bring dinner along with you and can you believe this unbelievable shit show
I love you through your ups
I love you even more through your downs
See the best in you always
Remind you to stand up and straighten your crown
I wish you could see yourself as the king you have always been
from halfway across the world, you stole my heart, and I never want it back
I love when you tell me you love me, even more in Urdu. I love that you are patiently sharing and teaching your language to me
love even more you have taught me the curse words as well and remind me gently I don’t have to say those words out loud!
I want to hold your hands each and every day fingers linked in mine
And feel your heart beating next to mine, curl up in your arms and lay my head on your chest listen to all the stories you tell me because when your not next to me sleep never even feels truly like rest
I wander through each day facing the challenges that all seem like mountains
I have waited forever to kiss your lips
And walk through the gates of our life and
happiness one dream at a time!
Mr. Muhammad Umair, my life began when you and I became husband and wife, I love you for ever, for always my everything!
Forest of Words 