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Apr 2013
This ring is one of the most important things you will ever hold in your hand. For this ring is not just a ring but a promise. A promise that in itself is my whole heart ******* into. With this ring I am pledging my eternal love towards you. I have thought of this moment for many months and I am happy to say it is finally here.

Love in today’s culture is not what it used to mean. People fall in and out of “love” so fast now. I hope that you and I can set the standard for our generation. Together you and I will go through thick and thin, health and sickness, rich and poor. But we shall not let that slow us down. For our love is true. Our love is eternal. I know that together we can face anything. For love can overcome all things.

I cannot promise that things will always be perfect. I cannot promise that there will never be a time where you will cry. But I can promise that I will lend you my shoulder and cry with you. I cannot promise you that there will be no pain. But I can promise you that I will be there to comfort you. I cannot promise that there will be times where there is sadness. But I can promise that I will be there to make you laugh. I cannot promise that I will never make you mad. But I promise you that I will do everything in my power to see you smile.

I have thought of this moment for many months now trying to figure out the perfect way to do it. Should I go down on one knee, should I try to be sneaky, where should I go, when should it be. But one thing came to mind while thinking about all this. None of it matters as long as you are there and always will be there for me.

With this ring I am asking a lot of you. I am not asking for part of your life I am asking for your whole life and in return I promise to give you all of mine.


Will you marry me?
I used this letter to ask my fiance to marry me. She said yes and the wedding date is may 10th 2014
Written by
Andrew Ciaciuch
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