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Linda and I met at a difficult time for both of us. Our families and friends said it would never last. We've had our ups and downs over the years, and have gone through some very difficult times. We have managed to survive them, and here we are, 14 years on, still together, and still very much in love. This one's for you. Despite all the heartache I've put you through in the past, will you be my Valentine?

My luve is like a red, red rose
O, my luve is like a red, red rose, / That's newly sprung in June. / O, my luve is like the melodie, / That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass, / So deep in luve am I, / And I will luve thee still, my dear, / Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, / And the rocks melt wi' the sun! / And I will luve thee still, my dear, / While the sands o life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only luve! / And fare thee weel, a while! / And I will come again, my luve, / Tho it were ten thousand mile!
(Robert Burns, 1794)