I asked you for your hand

You said you were scared

You said you were illiterate

I told you I’ll educate you

I said come with me and I shall cast away your fears

You said you were ugly

I replied nothing seemed more beautiful to me than you

You said you were poor

I said you were my wealth

You said you were dying

I stated even death can’t do us apart

You said the world is cruel and cold

I assured you that when we’re together, that cruelness and coldness can’t do anything to us

You said you won’t be able to conceive

I asked you why I would need a baby when you were there

Finally, you gave me your hand and nothing mattered anymore to me.