I have only exchanged marriage vows with one person: Flar. I have other relationships that I call marriage, but they are not recognized by any governing body, and there have been no vows, other than "I promise to love you."
I noodled around, and found a copy of the traditional vows that I exchanged with Flar.
In the name of God, I, (name), take you, (name), to be my (spouse-title), to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until we are parted by death. This is my solemn vow.
I've been thinking a lot lately about what makes a marriage, what goes along with living together and what cuts across any lines of non-comformity.
What makes a relationship a marriage? And when is it "just" love, no matter how steadfast and deep?