Remember when we were young and fun? Remember when I chased you through the woods? Remember when I could get to the top of the hill before you? Remember when I used to run across a field just for the fun of it? Remember when we used to tackle each other on the trampoline, and sometimes I would win?
Those were the days.
I knew I wanted to grow old with you. I guess I just didn't expect that time to come so soon.
But you know what? I still love you. Actually my love for you just grows with every pain and problem. And, I think, brighter days will come again. Maybe I'll even beat you in a sword fight again some day.
Oh, man. I think I might be a little jealous of the girl in the soaked maroon shirt. Oh, well.
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