I think about us getting engaged and married… all the time. I am so excited to wake up next to you every morning… to make you big breakfasts on Saturdays… to shop with you… watch tv and read… to greet you when you get home… to make out (I am really excited about this, let’s be honest)… to snuggle and not have to leave… and to fall asleep next to you every night.
I think about how you may propose… I think about the way you look at me when you’re thinking about how much you like me, and how I can’t wait to walk down the isle to you… I am excited about it all.
Because it’s with YOU.
You are my favorite. The one I want to be with when I cry… the first one I want to talk to when I’m excited about something… the one I want to explore with… the one I want to grow old with… the one that I want to work through things with… the one that I want my kids to be like… the one that I’ve prayed for… and the one that I am blessed to be treasured and loved by.
About 422 days to go.
I am so excited to steal your last name… since you’ve stolen my heart.