Chief

You and I have had one heck of a story, haven't we Chief? I mean, gosh, it's been over 10 years of this you-and-me saga. It's crazy to me that loving you is so freaking simple. Especially because it seems like everything else in my life is so freaking hard.

I am amazed by our similarities. You and I are virtually identical in almost all thought patterns, except complimentary in every necessary area. Jesus.

We work. And we're basket cases when we're not together. It's almost like one without the other is an unfinished sentence. We lose our clarity, our vulnerability, our safety, our light. We become just like the rest of the world, trapped in misery and pretending to be fine.

Thank you for being my warrior and my friend. Thank you for panicking when I'm sick and not taking it seriously. Thank you for showing me how much you love me by opening car doors, and constantly telling me I'm beautiful. Thank you for believing I'm beautiful, even though I don't. Thank you for accepting that I'm an asshole when I'm mad and I don't ever fight fair. Thank you for accepting me for who I am, instead of attempting to psychoanalyze my every thought, action, and belief. Thank you for trusting me with your heart, and being trustworthy with mine.

You are the joy of my day. I am beyond blessed. I am beyond grateful. I will love you 'til the end.