Happy anniversary, babe. I love you more than I can say or understand. I love that we're like an old married couple, but yet we talk of new and exciting things, like getting married, our first mortgage, children, adoption, as though they're such normal things. I love that you don't shirk away from the topic of commitment to me, and that you tell me I'm the one you want to spend the rest of my life with. I get mad at you and think about walking away sometimes, it's true, but I can't bring myself to. I don't know what a life without you would be like, miserable, probably. You make me laugh more than any person I know, and we talk so freely about stupid things. I love the way we go out in public and make ugly faces at each other just so we can laugh about the looks people are giving us. I love that you're independent and you don't think of your father's wealth as your own at all. I love the way you take care of your family, because I know that's the way you'll take care of ours.
I love you, because we're right for each other.
Oh, also, I love that I know you so well inside and out, because everytime you lie, it's probably not obvious to anybody but me. So, that helps a lot, cos I'll just call you out on it and you usually know there's no way out COS I CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU.
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