Finally, I know.
Finally, mutual understanding.
I know Scott will be late for most appointments and eat the last chocolate in the box.
I know Scott will be late for most appointments. He will eat the last chocolate in the box.
He knows that I sleep with a pillow on my head.
He knows that I sleep with a pillow on my head (that is, a pillow above and a pillow below)
I'll lock us out regularly,
I often forget to bring my key and lock us out.
I will eat the last chocolate, too.
Besides, I will eat the last chocolate.
I think our love lasts for a long time because it is very comfortable.
I think our love lasts for a long time because we feel comfortable together.
No, the sky is not bluer: it's just a familiar hue.
No, the sky is not bluer to us: it is just a familiar hue.
We don't feel particularly young: we have experienced too many things, which have promoted our growth and wisdom and created our memories.
We no longer feel so young: we have experienced too many storms, and it is these experiences that make us grow, make us wiser and bring us memories.
I hope we have got something to make our love last forever.
I hope we have everything to make love last.
As a bride, I asked Scott to have robert browning's poem engraved on his wedding ring.
"Grow old with me!" We are following those instructions.
As Scott's wife, I carved a line of robert browning's famous saying, "Grow old with my son!" On Scott's wedding ring. We are doing it.