To My Bride

A few weeks ago, you told me that you were trying to remember everything about me in case something ever happened, and I was suddenly gone. Yet, you never asked me what I wanted you to remember about me.

I want you to remember this: I always loved you.

“Who could have / foretold that / it would emerge with / such silencing fortune / from / the confused multitude of my combat— / which was my choicest absurdity—how I tried / pretend / that there was another other / than the one / I wanted.”

Emily & Travis_Post Nup_079

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