Some days you make me madder than hell.
Most days you light up my world.
Sometimes I wonder if we married too quickly, if we should’ve waited to make sure we could work.
This year has shown me we would’ve gotten to this point either way, married or not, 2 months or 2 years. Time never mattered when it was clear from the moment you asked me out that we needed to be a part of each other’s lives.
You’re the bane of my existence, the keeper of my heart, my partner in crime, my friends-to-lovers. Every day has its bumps, but every day with you has been the best day of my life so far.
Thank you for the laughs
the hugs
the kisses
the tears
the hard talks
the rough nights
the incredible mornings.
Thank you for giving me space, for refusing to step away, for respecting my boundaries, sharing your own, and for always helping me better myself.
Thank you for 2 years and a day, luvee. May we always laugh together.














