1. I was unbelievably comfortable with him.

From the beginning of our relationship, I was comfortable with anything and everything. I could completely bawl in front of him, complete with an ugly, red, crying face and snot running down into my mouth. We would fart in front of each other and just laugh. Now don't get me wrong, sometimes his farts were too much and I yelled at him, but for the most part, we laughed it off and made fun of each other. I could pee in front of him and not feel self-conscious about it. He could be brushing his teeth in the bathroom and I could easily walk in and pee without feeling embarrassed. A tough issue for me when we first started dating was admitting to him that I struggled with depression. He didn't give me the typical response of "You'll be okay" or "You'll get over it" but he made sure I was always okay with whatever the situation was. I could name a million other examples but all in all, I was completely at ease with him in all aspects.

2. He always made sure I was safe.

While some people might find this a little "extra," I loved it. Whenever we would go somewhere, we would text the other "I left." We would always tell each other where we were going, not in a creepy stalker way or not in an overly jealous way, but just to make sure the other was safe. We would tell the other when we left and when we arrived. If I had to be honest though, I forgot to do it more often than not. I would be two minutes away from my destination before I remembered to text him. Furthermore, whenever he would drop me off, he would always wait until I made it into the house and the garage closed behind me before he would leave. The first time this happened, it really threw me off. No one ever waited to make sure I was inside safely before, not even my parents! I thought it was the cutest thing. Similarly enough, whenever I would leave his house, he would stand outside and wait for my car to disappear from the street completely before he would head on inside.

3. He was always there for me.

I'm sure you all read this and went "Duh!" However, it was more than the typical text asking me if I was okay or just making sure I was safe. I have had a long struggle with depression and even a tough relationship with my parents and he took it all in stride. He made sure he was always reachable, from coming over if I needed him to leave his ringer on at night so he could quickly answer a phone call during my late night meltdowns. If it was my time of the month and I even hinted at craving something, he would go and pick it up and surprise me. It's not always doing the little things but it's going above and beyond. Whenever I'm sick and stuck in bed with a fever and wanting to cry for feeling crappy, he would come right on over and climb right in bed with me. He would hold me and rub my back and play with my hair until I fell asleep. He was never scared of my "cooties" or germs, he didn't care whatsoever and just helped me.

4. He helped me with anything and everything.

Unfortunately for me, I struggle with math. My entire senior year, I struggle with statistics (A.K.A fake math) and he tutored me. He helped me with every single homework assignment, every single take-home quiz, and every single lesson. He would take hours out of his day to sit down with me and teach me whatever I didn't understand, never mind the fact that he took statistics three years before that. Additionally, back in high school, my parents made me pick up my brother every day. Sometimes I would be worried about not getting there in time and he would volunteer to go pick him up for me. If my parents took my care and I didn't have a ride to/home from school or work, he would go out of his way to get me.