My Heart's Fortitude
I slaved all day to make our first anniversary dinner—
and you didn't tell me that our relationship or marriage
didn't mean anything to you.
I cried myself to sleep.
I began to see why my father had some reservations
about you.
I guess that I should've listened to him—
but, of course, I allowed my heart to overrule my better judgment.
It is too late to undo my mistake
because I will make you to see you why you married me in the first place.
I hope that I have enough fortitude
to pull it off
because it would be the greatest achievement
in my life;
I hope that I won't have to do anything like this again.
Please, God, help me.
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