Our Anniversary. March 29th
I’m obsessed with you, I think about you constantly.
I have loved you since kindergarten and often I can’t believe you’re really mine.
Sometimes I forgot how amazingly hot you are until you walk through the front door, I’ve never been so attracted to anyone in my life.
I love the rereading the box full of letters you wrote me while we lived apart.
I love the way you make me feel amazing about myself.
You have such a cute butt.
I love that you make me laugh every day, and often so hard I cry.
I loved when you were so excited to find out we were having a baby, when I was totally freaked out.
I love when we fall asleep holding hands.
I adore how romantic you are.
I love the way we share almost every meal.
You are my favorite person.
I loved that summer after high school before we moved to different places, spending every waking minute together.
I even love that we can argue and fight, and then how we can make up…usually very quickly.
I love how you wouldn’t complain when I slept from 6pm to 8am when I was pregnant.
I loved going to Senior Prom with you.
I loved that you followed me to NYC.
I love how you were able to calm E down the first night after he was born in the hospital, when I couldn’t.
I love it when we snuggle every morning.
I loved it when I came home to you reading out loud to E, when he was only 3 days old.
I love how excited you are to get me to bed…
I love how I can hear you smile in the dark.
You are the only one I ever wanted to be with.
You are my perfect other half, you make me the happiest I’ve ever been.
I want to take care of each other forever.
Love is too weak a word for what I feel — I lurve you, you know, I loave you, I loff you, two F’s
I loff you C,