Open Letter To My Future Wife

Happy Anniversary!
I have a confession… Well, I have a few. I may or may not have lied to you, a time or two. The first one that comes to mind is the most recent. Last night, when you came into the room faster than I expected… And I blamed that smell on the dog, it wasn’t. Remember when I joked around about tearing your clothes off of you at that party a couple of weeks ago? It wasn’t a joke, and I would have done it if instead of a giggle you replied with “let’s go”.
Even on our first date, when you helped me, as I frantically tried to get something out of my eye. There was nothing there, you caught me staring at you, I got embarrassed, and for some reason let out that stupid lie. The biggest lie of all was when I said “I do” and we officially started our new life together. I already “did” before I proposed, so I needed to make you mine forever.
Ok, enough rhyming, you know how much I suck at writing poems. The point that I’m trying to make is that, I can’t even begin to imagine how hard it must have been for you to put up with my crap for this long. And I love you for it.