She’s my entire purpose for existence. Without her, I wouldn’t be. I love her with every little molecule in my entire molecular structure. There isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do for her. Sometimes I don’t think she has any idea how much I stare at her and admire her. How often I get lost in fantastic thought about her when she’s just cooking something in the kitchen in her cute little shorts. Even though I know she knows these things, I like to pretend she doesn’t so I can tell her over and over again. Telling her how much I love her, dozens of times every day, is something I haven’t been able to stop doing for the 2 and half years we’ve been together. Not to say I’m going to try to stop…
