One day, I’ll marry you.

Have ever looked at someone like that?

To see their face and just know this who you will wake up next to for the rest of your life, take those hideous family portraits where you all look normal. You see their face and think “We’ll travel the world together.”

There has never been a day where I thought she wasn’t beautiful. She could be in her sweat pants and just rolled out of bed, dolled up to go out with the girls, and she’s still drop dead gorgeous to me. Whether her hair is tied up or curled and well done. I feel that the way we click and the way we are when all is well, I can’t get tired of her. We talk and I could go on for fucking days just talking and never running out of anything to say. I feel that I could wake up next to her and love my life just because home would always be where she is.

Although sometimes it feels like she gave up, I just can’t let go of her. We’ll always have something for each other and I hope I marry her, you know? How lucky is anyone to meet someone absolutely wonderful.