WARNING: CHEESY POST AHEAD!

In case you guys didn't know, I am the luckiest girl in the entire world. I have the most incredible guy in my life and he never gets tired of me. He is just...incredible. I still can't believe that we met the way we did, and everything that's happened since. It's been an awesome time. And not only do I love him, but I love us. I love what we are together and how some small moments it just hits me that we interact in ways no one else does. I love how he laughs at his own jokes (which are the same ones over and over again, and not always funny) and how he can't not be ticklish, even for just a second. How he listens to my stories about people he doesn't know and makes the sober face at the bell game with a mohawk. That's the same mohawk he said for weeks he wasn't going to get, and then he called me and said he changed his mind. It looked awesome anyway. I love how he's smarter than me and how he doesn't act like it. And that he won't drink Sunset Wheat because it doesn't taste like beer (it tastes like blueberry muffins) and how he wears his funny white hat all the time. I love that he teases me the same as his friends sometimes, and how I'm friends with his friends and I don't think it's weird. I love that we are so different, but somehow developed the same sense of humor. Also how he's a lover not a fighter. How we never fight. How people respect him and look up to him and it never goes to his head even though we joke about it. I love that we can get drunk together and the smell of blackberry smoke and slightly sweaty skin. Most of all, I love that he listens. He pays attention to me. I don't have to tell him anything twice (although I still do) and he takes everything I say to heart. He does whatever he can to make my life easier, even if it's something unnecessary like getting me ice cream. I want you all to feel the same way in your lives, because it has been so amazing.

/cheesiness.