I will love you always. When your hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want you. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have cried has left its mark upon your face, I will treasure you all the more, because I was there to see it all. I will share your life with you and I will love you until my last breath.
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