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If anyone ever told me that I would have been attending my own wedding day,I would've definitely laughed my ass off
I have seen her in every form imaginable,the messy bun she wore when she woke up from sleep,our countless game nights,countless dinner dates, evenings with our friends,her panic mode when she's rushing off to work,and the quiet moments when it's just us at home.
But nothing is compared to seeing her
walk down this aisle with her beautiful gown.
She didn't let me see this dress beforehand for a reason, and now I understand that completely.
Morgan told me that there's a special feeling that comes with this moment, but he never really explained it so well.
The only thing I wanted to does freeze this moment .So that I can revisit it every day of my life.
I could proudly say that I won the f*****g lottery and I can't wait for her to be mine.
She’s no longer an annoying douche bag I met,she’s my wife.
Mine to love. Mine to protect.
And mine to ruin…….. if I’m not careful.
I also can't wait to start saying things like, “my wife did this”, or “I need to get that for my wife”or “my wife needs me at home right now”
Beck would hate me for it cause I’d miss every gym practice and cancel all the meetings that I have if it means going back home to her.

