How much do you love your SO? A Valentine Poll:

In My Humble Opinion
21

Ahhh…I miss my husband, I really do.
We rarely see each other now, since I’m a stay at home Mom during the day and rush off to work most nights when he walks in the door.
Weekends are consumed by more “you watch the baby while I weed the flowerbeds, then I’ll take him while you visit your buddy, then you take him back while I cook dinner, and God willing maybe your mother will watch him for an hour so we can carry on an adult conversation”.

Still, we’re quite skilled at carrying on a non-adult, babbling, 3 way conversation every evening.
:slight_smile:

How much do I love him? It occured to me a few weeks ago that although I assume I’ll outlive him, it is possible that I’ll go first. The idea of him being sad or lonely absolutely breaks my heart. I don’t EVER want him to feel that way, even if it’s in tribute to me. I’m talking I hope he meets someone at the friggin’ wake!
I suppose that’s sorta love, right?
Either that or neurosis, which was his vote when I told him all this.
:smiley:

22

…there has been more than one occation when George and I said we couldn’t live without the other. Really, the way George talks he’s made it fairly clear he’d at least concider “following me” should I die first. I"m iffy about suicide, but I’d probably just wither away if something happened to him. I remember how scared I was when we found out he was a Type 2 diabetic - it was like finding a large sword dangling by a threat over my darling’s head. I want to be like that couple in “The Metamorphosis.” I can’t recall their names, but after doing Jupiter a good turn, they’ve asked that they die at the same time rather than have one live without the other. I can understand that.

Patty

23

Any time one of us says the I love you thing, the other smirks and says “I know.”

We’re opting for cremation upon our demise. I would seriously like us to be put together in the same urn. I wonder if our survivors will find that touchingly romantic, or just creepy.

24

If you could see inside of me,
a perfect love you would find,
nestled among the thistles of my faults,
in a pleasant little clear spot that is
lit by the light of your love.

If you could see inside of me,
you would see a special corner in my heart,
over there in the hidden parts, by the box of my son’s kisses,
and tin full of my Mom’s chocolate chip cookies,
where I keep the really good stuff.

If you could see inside of me,
and list the things I’ve kept in my special little corner,
you would find a trumpet music box and silk duffle full of hugs.
Don’t miss the box that holds watch that I know you could not afford,
and that special envelope holding the kiss from the night you said ‘yes’.

If you could see inside of me,
you would find my corner holds many dear things,
like the painting of when you arrived unexpected,
to hold my hand for some stitches and the eight track album
that was the first present I ever received from my one true love.

The archery bow and arrows, a smile when I was sad,
the hug and love from when I was unemployed,
and your first hug of our precious child,
are stored in that special corner,
that I visit as regularly as I can.

If you could see inside of me,
you would see me rummage there,
whenever times seem difficult or my heart needs some small mend,
and you would watch as my eyes did wonder at the treasures kept there,
and see my heart beat faster with each little box and tin.

If you could see inside of me,
you would see a perfect love,
that in spite of my best efforts doesn’t show as well as it should,
and you would also find a grateful soul,
that knows a forgiveness that is undeserved.

Thank you so much for all your Love. I am and always will be
your Valentine.

25

kranky is that supposed to be a poem or something? It doesn’t even rhyme. :confused:

:smiley:

Actually it was very beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

As for me, well, I just kinda started seeing someone within the last week. I am more excited about this person than I have been about anyone in a long time, but it’s waaaaaay too early to even allow myself to pursue such a thought.

Hopefully next year I’ll be better able to participate in a thread like this.

26

I love Harborwolf more than anything. We’ve been together for eight years now, and it just gets better and better. We have a perfect daughter together, and our little family makes me happier than I ever imagined possible. At night when we go to bed, I never want to go to sleep because we have such great conversations and make each other laugh like loons. He’s my best friend, and I don’t want to imagine life without him. When my grandfather was diagnosed with cancer this past fall and received treatment through the winter, all I could think about was how my grandmother felt. He is the love of HER life, and she must have been so terrified. It made me want to hold Harborwolf and never let him go. I love him like crazy.

27

I will not get to see my one true love until Sunday night, when I fly to Boston.

I have known her for 15 years. We’ve been ‘together’ for almost 2.

And I have told her many times that the happiest days of my life have been spent with her, and that she is my favorite human being, and that I will love her every day of my life.

28

It’s this sort of thread that reinforces my faith in humanity. I don’t have a partner and so have to appreciate it vicariously. Maybe it’s strange, given the current divorce rate, but all the coples I know are *so right for each other and so in love.

29

…I never was no good at rhyming.

Glad you enjoyed it.