I wasn't gonna post this here, but...

Did you feel that?
.   .How I kissed you?

For a moment I was more alive than I've ever been.
.   . Did your heart skip a beat?
.   .Did you see me stumbling on my feet?

From the Beginning. 
See while my soul was soaring your mind as a stampede of thoughts, staring at me, nervewracked,your mind and your heart racing a million miles an hour.
.   .I know you're worried about getting this right, but it's not like you've never kissed me before.

There was the first time, when we stumbled hand in hand,
.   .Drunken, giddy,
.   .and completely out of our minds. Forgetting the rest of the night but remembering our
.         .breath catching
.         .bodies pausing
.         .first kiss...

...That opened up the flood gates to countless more
     Playful
          Longing
               Passionate.
     hundreds of thousands and aiming for millions
     not pausing to think before hand again until

You leaned towards me
     Stopped, and stared at me.
     and simultaneously we spoke
          "I love you." 
          I kissed you. You kissed me.
          I love you, you love me
     in one of those scenes that can only happen in movies
     written expressly
          for the hopelessly romantic like me.

then came the nights that bore no kiss at all
     only tears and screaming
     and saying the words to hurt each other in every possible way
   for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
     and as passionately, madly in love with you 
     as I was 
     sometimes, I hated your fucking guts.

     and you hated mine.

So we'd fight and we'd scream
     turn our backs when we'd sleep
     and you'd seeth and I'd cry
     and halfway through the night I'd wake up, still crying
          begging you to face me again
          and let me know we're alright
     You'd take my hand, hold it tight, and promise me
          you'd always, always love me.

We always worked through those nights
     and eventually tired of fighting
     learned to talk, communicate.
         and our kisses got sweeter
         our love took over again.

But for the third time in your life
     your knees shook at the though
     of kissing me again.

You were late for dinner, and silent the whole night.
     sweating and stressing and fumbling with your hands 
     finally you smiled and asked me to dance
          I stood up, you took my hand, dropped to a knee...

So now here you are, standing across from me,
     the last time you'll ever be anxious to kiss me,
     because this next kiss, the kiss of our lives
     is our promise, our vow, my husband, your wife.

We step as close to each other as our attire allows
     I smile, I cry, I vow,
     I promise, forever, I do, 
          I can see it in your eyes, feel it in your heart, that you're feeling
               the way I kiss you