The Boyfriend

I realized today, I have the perfect man. Women always say they want a man who listens to them intently, one who provides good advice, one who's there when things are bad, one who does what your heart wishes, one that'll buy you tampons at the store, one who will never judge you even though you ate two pieces of cake, one who will laugh with you, one who will let you hide your face in their shoulder when a scary scene in a movie comes on, one who will hug you, and one who will tell you they love you.

I am so happy that we have the relationship we do, EVERYTHING that happens in my life, he knows. I am honest with him about anything. He's honest with me about anything. He is my best friend. He'll rub my feet when I've had a long day, he'll make me laugh when I'm sad, he'll "let me win at games," he'll have thumb wars with me, he'll tell me goodnight, he'll give me his jacket when I'm cold, he'll tell me his dreams, he'll be himself.

I wish sometimes I didn't take things for granted, and Josh, I know that sometimes I don't treat you like you deserve to be treated. But there is something I want you to know, even if I'm mad, grumpy, flustered, or annoyed, I will always love you. Thank you for being my boyfriend, best friend, one and only, soul mate, and for being yourself. Thank you for never giving up, or never letting go. I love you. Always and Forever. Ill Eee Foeva Squid.