It’s a day we chose.
It’s a day we cherish.
It’s a day we celebrate.
How many years has it been my love, a million …one?
My love, my friend, my pal, my soul mate – Happy Anniversary.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
7.26.2005
We don’t have matchbooks with our names printed on them in fancy, scrolly writing, we don’t have a photo album on the coffee table, there are no dated cocktail napkins, there is no documentation or legal paper to prove it – but today is the day.
It’s a day we chose.
It’s a day we cherish.
It’s a day we celebrate.
How many years has it been my love, a million …one?
My love, my friend, my pal, my soul mate – Happy Anniversary.
It’s a day we chose.
It’s a day we cherish.
It’s a day we celebrate.
How many years has it been my love, a million …one?
My love, my friend, my pal, my soul mate – Happy Anniversary.
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