The time is slowly approaching. The day, our wedding day is nearly here. I can see it now. The soft white color of the Caribbean sand, disturbed by nothing but the imprints from the antiqued wooden chairs soon to be occupied by friends and family. The sounds of tropical birds singing at us as though it was in celebration of our relationship. The steady breeze caresses my neck as I patiently await your arrival. Finally you are next to me, looking me in the eyes as I tell you my promises and vows. This day, as it slowly approaches ,will soon be the best day of our lives.
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