I remember the first time I laid eyes on you. You rolled out of your tiny clown car Honda Civic looking handsome as ever. You smiled at me, that half smile you do, and immediately I was smitten. There you were, with your low hanging jeans and your perfectly mussed hair. You drew me in over dinner with light chatter and humor and that awful, awful fumanchu. I agreed to go on our first date, provided you shaved and you did. You are always willing to make sacrifices for me, and I will never stop appreciating it.
The first time you kissed me I forgot to breathe, literally. I gasped for air and thought I would die of embarrassment. Your kisses still give me goosebumps. like that first time. Who would have thought after almost four years you would still make me feel that way? The first time you told me you loved me, the world stood still. I drove down your driveway and cried and cried, I was so happy that you loved me too.
Love is a choice babe, and every day I choose you. The butterflies may have flown away and the sweet puppy love may have faded, but what remains is so much stronger. You came into my life with a purpose, a purpose you fulfill in every way. You are my best friend. I've never laughed as hard as I have with you; I've never cried as hard. And together we crafted the most perfect person. I thought I loved you before Anthony was born, but that love has grown so much. You are strong, you are smart, you are wonderful. I am blessed to have you in my life. I'm not always great about letting you know- sometimes the words get caught up behind sarcasm and laughter. But I love you Paul, and I will always love you.
You are the reason there is a we to fill this house, a we to fill this home. I am so grateful for you. God has truly blessed us and will continue to bless us.
I love you.