I won’t be cheesy and go so far as to say “everyday is Valentine’s Day with you”, but it comes really damn close. I spend most of my waking hours in your company, whether for work or just when we hang out, and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. All our silly antics that happen when it’s just the two of us is so hard to explain to other people, that I’ve come to terms with the thought that there really are just some things that only we will ever understand (and laugh about for a good 2 hours). There aren’t enough words to describe how much I love being with you, and just being our crazy selves — whether belting out gibberish in the car when we don’t know the words to a song on the radio, or staying in on Friday nights to watch Jurassic Park. I can never get tired of looking at your face, even if it’s in a blurry Instagram picture or delaying in movement on FaceTime. You’re what I look forward to seeing most every day, and the days that I don’t get to see you couldn’t move any slower. I feel like I’m the luckiest girl to have ever lived, as I’ve been so blessed to have someone like you.
So why am I posting this two days after Valentine’s Day? So it won’t be as flooded in with the rest of the cheesy, lovey-dovey, mushy-gushy posts. Because you know how I like to pretend I’m oh-so-different, hahaha!
I love you, Kiks. :)
P.S. This is my 2000th post, according to Tumblr! Pretty awesome. :)