Always thinking of the next big surprise, I asked you one day at random what your favorite song was. I didn’t have any surprise in mind at the time, but I knew I wanted to do something involving whatever that song was. You said your all-time favorite was Te Amo by Franco De Vita, so I kept that tucked away in my memory and moved on.
A few weeks later, I was talking to one of the driver’s at work about you. He was so impressed with how infatuated I was, and what beautiful things I had to say of you. He was a romantic at heart like me, and he always told me that he played guitar and could sing very well. This came to mind when I was speaking about you—as I often do—and an idea struck me to have him come sing for you. I humbly asked him, immediately assuring him that I would compensate him for it, but he refused to accept any form of remittance and eagerly agreed to help me surprise you.
On the big day,
I concluded the poem, my friend stopped playing, and I got a nice big, wet kiss! I was so delighted to see how happy this surprise made you, and how perfectly the events unfolded. I’ve been the happiest my whole life since I’ve been with you, and the need to pay you back tenfold for such bliss is moderately fed when you have such strong reaction to my romantic surprises. I plan to spend my life paying you back.