Marry a girl who wants to know about you. Who will listen to you at 2a.m when you can't fall asleep because you have an important day ahead and who will kiss you in front of your friends. Marry a girl who knows every single detail about you, be it as small as your favourite colour or how much sugar you like in your coffee. Marry a girl who is crazy yet can be smarter than you when required. And doesn't that make her all the more desirable? Marry a girl who isn't afraid of letting you under her skin and who makes waking up on mondays exciting. Marry a girl you wish to see ten years down the line when you're old and weak but she, and only she can make you feel young again. Who still smells like fresh winter mornings and tastes like strawberries. Marry a girl you won't regret being with during your last few days.

Marry her and don't let her go.

I'll write about you when it ends. I'll write about the colour of your eye and the way you play with your hands when you get nervous. I'll write about out first kiss and how I felt like I could take over world. I'll write about those songs you sang to me and the midnight talks. I'll right about your blue faded jeans and our first dance. I'll write about how you prefer summer over winter and grey over black. I'll write about your mother. I'll write about your hate for pancakes and the sound of your voice when you first wake up.

I'll write about how you started to fall for that girl you met at the back of the bar. I'll write about our first fight and how I cried until I fell asleep. I'll write about the smell of your perfume mixed with hers and how your lips wouldn't taste the same anymore. I'll write about the nights you never returned home. I'll write about your side of the bed. I'll write about how you forgot my birthday because you were too busy to rember hers. I'll write about the day you finally walked away.

So when you're gone, I'll turn you into poetry.