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LOVE LETTER OF THE GIRL FRIEND AKA WOULD BE WIFE!

LOVE LETTER OF THE GIRL FRIEND AKA WOULD BE WIFE!

Bravo! What a wonderful love letter you wrote me,
every love dove of my heart was set free.
But let me break it to you, things are going to change,
because after marriage, you are not going to be the same.
And than I will read this love letter of yours over and over again,
and remind myself, how, once this man loved me like insane.

When the honeymoon times get over,
and the real life sets to take cover,
when date nights would be more economical,
and cat dog fights would be more phenomenal.
Darling, I would be angry sometimes...
But than I would read this love letter of yours over and over again,
and remind myself, how, once this man loved me like insane.

When night will go dark and grayish,
and our kids would need diaper changes,
tossing the coin would not be in my gain,
because your gym and my yoga time would be same.
Darling, I would be very disappointed....
But than I would read this love letter of yours over and over again
and remind myself, how, once this man loved me like insane.

God forbids, if our son flunks in math,

though I told you, trigonometry was not at all my stats,

still you beat me up like a home made Einstein,

ripping away all little sunshine.

Darling, I would feel low....

But than i would read this love letter of yours over and over again,
and remind myself, how, once this man loved me like insane.

When I will grow old, fat and frail,
you will count my mistakes and their trails.
When twinkle in my eyes diminishes,
skin more pale instead of creamish,
when the woman next door will be a pro,
and I will have diet charts to get right in a row.
Darling, I would feel like crying on your shoulder....
But still honey, I would prefer to read this love letter of yours over and over again,
and remind myself, how, once this man loved me like insane

When beauty fades away,
and wrinkles sets in the way.
Time will take a toll and I would be ready to die in your arms,
and you still would be indifferent to my flickering charms.
But by that time I would have crammed that damn love letter of yours by my heart,
and there would be left nothing to disturb the apple cart.
But darling as a habit now,
I will still read this love letter of yours over and over again,
and remind myself, how, once this man loved me like insane.