To the man who married my best friend,
There are a few things you should know, and a few things you probably already know, since you married someone who is very important to me.
She wasn't looking for you, but she found you. You see, the both of us were hopeless romantics stuck in the body of a single girls life, and that's just the way we liked it. I would tease her and tell her it was time for her to find a man and get married. But she was never in a hurry. We were at a path where we'd lost faith in love stories and the happily-ever-afters. But then you came along and made us believe that good men exist. You not only got her hopes high, but mine too.
She is my best friend and I love her. I know that it is not in the same way you love her, but my love is just as important. I have witnessed her friendship, her love, her compassion, her generosity, her thoughtfulness.
She is selfless. I can't begin to write the long list of the things this woman has done for me. She would walk the ends of the earth for the people she loves.
She is the definition of loyal. She will stand by you through thick or thin. She will stand up to fight for you in a heartbeat. She will choose you every single time. Please don't take advantage of that.
She is crazy. Don't let that innocent voice of hers fool you. She might just ditch you in a zombie apocalypse like she pushed me out of the way when we saw a bug at work.
I know that you are her first prayer. I know that praying for you is as effortless as breathing for her.
Know that you don't deserve her. That you will never deserve her. - Because I sure didn't.
I hope you fill her life with endless joy, the way she's filled mine. I hope you make her laugh until she cries, the way she's made me.
But most of all, I hope you love her for the rest of eternity.