It Starts with Us by Colleen Hoover

Optimistically speaking, we could live our entire lives together,
happily, until we’re old and frail and it takes an entire day for me just
to reach your lips to kiss you goodnight. If that happens, I vow that I
will be immensely grateful for the love that carried us through our life
together.
Pessimistically speaking, we could break each other’s hearts again
tomorrow—I know we won’t, but even if we did, I vow that I will be
immensely grateful for the love that led to that heartbreak until the day
that I die. If it’s my destiny to end up a statistic, there’s no one else I’d
rather become a statistic with than you.
But you once told me I was a realist, so I want to end my vows
realistically. In my heart, I believe we’re going to leave here today and
face a journey together that’s full of hills, valleys, peaks, and canyons.
Sometimes you’re going to need me to hold your hand down the hills,
and sometimes I’ll need you to lead me up the mountain, but
everything, from this point forward, we’re going to face together. It’s
you and me, Lily. In good times and bad, for richer or poorer, in
sickness and in health, in the past and for forever, you are my favorite
person. Always have been. Always will be. I love you. Everything that
you are.
Atlas
I exhale, the page trembling in my hand. They’re exactly how I want them, so
I start to fold the paper when Josh walks into the room. He’s joined by Darin,
Brad, Theo, and Marshall.
Marshall is holding open the door. “You ready? It’s time.”
I nod, more than ready, but before I stuff my vows back into my pocket, I
decide to make one small change. I don’t touch anything already written, but
I do add a line to the very end.
P.S. It is my wish for you to be my fish.