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Feb 2016
He wrote me a poem
In the poem he confessed his feelings for me
He said he would have told me in person how he felt
but writing was easier for him to say what he had to say
So he wrote me a poem

He wrote me a book
In the chapters he wrote about the beginning of us
The moment we met
Our first date
Our first kiss
Our first fight
Our first everything
He said he wanted a way to share with the world
how lucky he was to have a woman like me love him so much
So he wrote me a book

He made me a movie
In the movie was a collection of videos he took of me
In each video a moment was caught on film
Sometimes I was laughing
Sometimes I was speaking
Sometimes I was running on the beach
In one video I was building a snowman
In another I was sleeping
His favorite video was of me writing
He explained that he wanted me to see how beautiful I am
through his eyes
So he made me a movie

He built me a home
Every time I pointed out something about a house I liked
he would jot it down in a notebook
and he used what he wrote to build me the home of my dreams
He built it on land that overlooked a forest of pine trees
He purposely picked a location where it would snow every year
because he knew how much I love snow
He made the inside full of everything that makes me who I am
From colors to pictures to furniture
On the day he gave me the key he told me
that he wanted to give me a safe place to call my own
So he built me a home

He wrote me a song
In the song he sang about all of the things in the world he found beautiful
how all of his dreams came true the day he met me
how whenever he was scared all he had to do was look at me
and all of his anxiety
all of his depression
all of his demons would just disappear
In the introduction
he told me he never wanted me to ever doubt his love for me
So he wrote me a song

He made me a T-shirt
It was too big for me
He made it my favorite color
on the front he imprinted lyrics from my favorite song
He sprayed his cologne on it so it smelt like him
He said he wanted me to have something to wear
in case I missed him while he was out of town
So he made me a T-shirt

He gave me his heart
When we first met we didn't have anything to our names
All we knew was that we loved each other
and we wanted to be together
On the night he told me he loved me
he said the only thing he could give me in that moment
was something he never gave to any other woman
He said he trusted me to never break it
he offered his heart and I accepted it
When he died of a heart attack 50 years later
he had himself cremated
When his attorney came to his funeral
he explained he left a gift for me
It was a box with a diamond heart shaped necklace
filled with some of his ashes
with a note that read "I love you"
He left me his heart
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: February. 18, 2016 Thursday 10:22 PM
Amanda Michelle Sanders
Written by
Amanda Michelle Sanders  30/F/Bullhead City, Arizona
(30/F/Bullhead City, Arizona)   
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