You and Toto had a big age gap, you were barely close to 32 and Toto was already close to 50, but, you both loved each other and your marriage was of the "old money" style and where love and respect was fascinating. Toto has never been so insecure about his relationship until now, The two had arranged to have a dinner out for February 14..

"I love you, you're my valentine" you smiled and you approached him, in that elegant dress kissing his chin

"For now, but what about when I'm 80 and I'm in a wheelchair on oxigen? You still going to want me?"

"Do you think I'm so shallow that I'm going to leave you when you're old?" you looked at him with indignation "What if I gained a hundred pounds? you're going to leave me then?"

silence "No..."

"What's with the pause?"

"Well it's not exactly fair, I mean I have to get old, you don't have to get fat." he shrugs his shoulders, looking at you fondly, a little uncertainly.

"If I want to get fat, I get fat"

"Okay fine, and if you do I'll be there, you'll see"

"Yeah watch me how I get fat... I can get fat"

"And i'll be there" and kiss your forehead.