Sunday, April 17, 2011

Vows

Since some of you couldn't hear all of our personal vows, it was requested that we post them here for your appreciation.


Chris's vows to April

April,

I try not to abuse the word "love". In the wrong hands, it's an empty vessel to be filled by whatever the listener wants to hear, and it saves the speaker the hard work of saying exactly what he means. But sometimes the big words are the only ones that can say everything you mean. So here goes:

I vow to make your happiness my happiness.
I vow to never stop trying to make you laugh.
I vow to protect and defend you from all enemies, foreign and domestic.
I vow to be your partner in philosophy.
I vow to be where you need me, when you need me, for as long as you need me, and not a second longer.
I dedicate every mote and particle of myself to our bond.
And I swear to never stop using split infinitives, even though you hate them. Especially because you hate them.

I love you. I always will.


April's vows to Chris

Oh Topher, how did we ever become such ridiculous sweethearts?
Back in the ol’ SJC coffee shop, our silly story starts.

I thought you were funny, you thought I was cool,
And hey, we must’ve had something in common to go to that school.

But mere acquaintances we remained until your senior year,
When many events occurred, MOST catalyzed by beer.

First there were some chats and much general flirting,
But our real intentions we were constantly skirting.

We saw each other weekly to discuss the Fites.
Oh, how I began to anticipate those Tuesday Nites!

The senior essay party finally got the ball rolling,
But there was still an issue that needed cajoling.

By senior prank you knew what you were missing,
And that fateful April night, we started kissing.

It’s been a full five years since all that went down,
And now here we stand in tux and gown.

On this wonderful day I vow to be your loving wife
And to spend with you the rest of my happy life.

I want to share in your joys and to comfort your pains,
While always by your side I promise to remain.

I love you more than I ever thought I could
And like you more than anyone probably should.

I take you now, both silver and gold,
To be my faithful husband until we are grey and old.

To lead you to the beautiful is my greatest vow.
Dear Krista, will you please marry us now?

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