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*I am not the best at writing poems, but I wanted to give you something sweet in return, so here goes nothing:
Dear Lee Minho,
I will love you till the end of time. I can do it if it means watching you turn gray and old in my arms, grumpy and fierce in the way some old people become.
I don’t mind taking care of you until my hands start pruning at the fingertips, or my joints get too stiff to hold your full weight.
You see, I would do anything to keep you by my side for however long the universe allows. I like the way your eyes squint into crescent moons when I do something stupid and embarrass myself.
Did you know I only ever let my guard down with you? You have a way of seeing through my pretense, like when I tried to play off my crush on you in university but you held my wrist tight and made me confess just how much I wanted you under the romantic moonlit sky.
I was surprised that someone as untouchable as you would spare me a glance and feel something more for me, too. I thank my lucky stars for pulling you into my orbit, if I could borrow your words. But really, it feels more like you are the whole milky way to me — vast, generous, and holding everything important in my life.
Without you, I would be just another rock floating around in the endless void of space and seeking a meaning for my existence in the abyss.
I stumbled upon you on that sunny summer day on the field, your sweat glistening brighter than the sun’s rays and stealing my attention and my breath along with it. I believed for a full second that you were an angel bestowed upon this humble Earth to brighten up my day. And ever since I learnt that of your sacred name, Lee Minho, I hoped with the most foolish parts of my heart that I could call you my lover.
It was by chance and a great blessing that you noticed me at the singing competition that year. Our eyes locked at the end, like one of those fairytale anime plotlines that you gush over, and it was safe to say that my heart stopped beating for a while.
Then, you smiled at me with that graceful twitch of your lips and kickstarted my heart back to life. It felt like my world was reset, my love story finally starting to write itself on fresh pages of my torn diary. Everyday became filled with your name. What would Minho be doing now? Did Minho eat well today? Is Minho feeling stressed from his exams too?
I would say you drove me insane in the best way possible, because I’d never felt this happy before meeting you. Contently chasing a love not so far away, and dreaming of a future made of you and me.
You are the reason I now walk with a spring in my step.
You are the reason I wear our wedding ring like a natural extension of myself.
You are the reason my days are filled with hope.
Even when we struggle to agree on the small things, it doesn’t matter because I know that we will work it out together. You listen to my complaints and worries and really hear them, and grace me with your cheesy declarations of love like that sweet Valentine’s letter and the perfect stalk of rose that I cherished till its last moment.
And now, I can say with certainty, that I will love you till the end of time.
My love is not a flower that will wither away. Because I choose to make it stay.
You won’t be getting rid of me anytime soon, if that's what you were worried about, so I hope that you can accept this wordy love letter as a reciprocal White Day present.
Lee Minho, remember that I will always be yours, Valentine’s Day or not.
Love,
Your husband