I vow, to live, within your arms, throughout yourself, and spiraled around your soul. I vow, I promise, to brighten your colors, detangle your stomach, and to never cause a frown. I’ll love you until it hurts, and I’ll suffer to ease your pain. I’ll make you shiver, and I’ll make you giggle, but I vow, to never make a tear. I’ll retain the tears behind my eyes, and drag a smile from deep inside. I vow, to never let you become a shell, and never let any light dim. I won’t bleach your hues, or dwindle your fire, and hold your flame beneath my wing. I vow, to enliven your spirit, and ignite your spine, and to cradle your heart with certainty. I promise, to count the days, the years, I call you mine, and to worship each of those days. To replay those days, till the day I pass, as if it were hours before. I vow, to never lose sight of the beauty you hold, no matter the haze that drapes over us. I vow, to relinquish this love to the children we call ours, and to devote my life as a mother and wife. To protect the webs of love we’ll pass, to the people we call ours. To kiss and to hug, as if it were day one, and to miss you and love you, like we just met. I vow, to let this mystery we call love, drown my mind and spirit. To open my stitches, to expose my scars, and to let you heal them, without a fault. To carry your heart, grip it tight, and run without a purpose. To shield your self, to sustain this love, and to never let go of your hand. I vow, to look through those eyes, like every time is the first, and to never take it for granted. To etch those eyes on the stone of my mind, and to forever let them stare. To hold you tighter; to love you harder, and to never loosen my grip. You’re my reality; my gravity; what holds me to the floor. My core, my ticker, and my purpose. I vow, to make your heart beat slower and faster at the same time, and to never lose sight of what keeps me sane. As my darling, my angel, I vow to see this through. To relive this moment until our days end, and to live as if it were a dream. To remember the gown, and the white rose pedals dripping down around me, all blurred from the veil. To remember the truth, how it was all a dream, and the darkness, which took its place. The black dress, and the black rose pedals floating upwards, back to the nightmare called heaven. I’m holding ebony roses, with the smirk you fell for, reaching to my ear. This starless life, and dark love, begins to run quickly. I vow, to shatter your dreams and ice your warmth, until the end of this love story.