Forever and always

Today was a great day man seriously, i actually planed on taking my baby razan out to a nice lunch for our 8th aniversary tomorrow :) but there was a last miniute crises that couldnt be avoided so we had an extra two ppl hehe... I didnt mind really since razans friend was in need of a chearing up, but we still had fun anyway. Gila its been 8 months for razan and i :) If someone asked me at this very moment if i would change anything between razan and i, i would say "no". We have had a few bumps along the way but we have also had so many good times that i will forever treasure in my heart.

I still find myself breathless when i describe my love for razan but here ill try it again. When i am with her everything wrong in the world just fall into place, all that is bad turns good and all that is good turns even better. When i am in need of someone to talk to i know i can always turn to her because ill know she will understand me even if she doesnt understand me she will at least make an effort to. She knows how to speak to my heart ever so soft and sweet and even if i get mad she knows how to calm me down.

I trust my baby razan with all my heart and with all my dreams because i know it will be kept safe in her arms. Being in her presents without even saying a single word still comforts me. So if you ask me how much i love razan, i cant answer you because there is not a word or a comparison feeling that is strong enough to describe how much i love her.

I know she will believe in me when nobody else will. I know she will be by myside through it all the good and the bad. I can go on forever telling you how much i love razan but ill leave you with this poem to show how much i love her

Sonnet 60 "Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore"
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end, Each changing place with that which goes beforeIn sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith, being crowned, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of natures truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow; And yet, to times, in hope, my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
William Shakespeare
(1564 - 1616)

I LOVE YOU RAZAN