You

You make me smile. All the time. Even when I'm having a really crap day. You'll send me a cute text about cuppa teas and chocolate and cuddles on the couch. Or you'll finish an email with a most un-manly smiley face. And I love it.

You do so much for me. Whether it's having tea ready when I get home or doing the shopping. I put myself into too many things but you always help me to make it work. You know me too well I think, but I love it.

You fill my life with such increible joy. I would gush about how amazing you are to anyone that would listen...but I prefer to keep it mostly to myself. I like the warm, fuzzy feelings I get when I think about it. My friends adore you; it was so cute when you kissed me goodnight, then kissed Jess on the top of the head too. Watching you with my family and friends is amazing, seeing how much they love you. I love it.

You asked last night if I am still in love with the new place. I am, but the reason I am is because it's ours, and I get to share it all with you. You make the 2 and a half hour drive worth it. You make running up stairs and hills so much easier. You make hitting the right notes all the sweeter.

You are beautiful.
And best of all, you are mine.
And I love it.