Dear you,

I'm writing this because it's been two years for us, though it feels like so much longer. I'm so happy that I get to spend my life with my best friend and it only costs me kisses. That's cheesy, I'm cheesy. You love it.

There's nothing I can say that you haven't heard, but let me try anyway. Thank you for picking me up when I'm down. For working to understand all of my idiosyncrasies and anxiety and helping me get through hard moments. Thank you for always taking my side, unless I'm wrong. I'm usually not, so thank you for always taking my side. Thank you for completing the part of me that can't do simple math, so in other words, thank you for always figuring out how much to leave for the tip. Thank you for supporting me in everything I want to do in life. Thank you for communicating. Thank you for being my person. Thank you for making me a better person. Thank you for accepting my ice cream addiction. Thank you for attempting to intervene. I don't love ice cream more than you but your interventions don't work.

Anyway, I love you. You're my rock. Duh. It's always you, you keep me right. I mean, no one is as weird as us. We get each others weirdness, which is why we work. I always say that when I see people in love I'm happy for them but I know that they don't have what we have. Hardly anyone has what we have. We're on the next level, we're on the same wavelength but it's a completely different wavelength from everyone else. Our goals are the same, our interests are the same, and we're definitely soul mates which means we probably knew each other in a past life. Cool, because in a thousand worlds and lifetimes I know I'd always choose you.

We have a Hallmark worthy love story that not many people have, it's so lame, we love telling it. We're cute and kind of barf worthy. It's awesome.

I'm so proud of you. You're such a strong person, and I'm so lucky to have the privilege of watching you become the most you that you can be. Your happiness is radiant now and the fact that I could even be by your side through all of it is honestly surreal.

I love spending life's little moments with you, and life's big ones too. We have lots of tiny adventures and lots of gigantic adventures. You're my sunshine, you brighten all of my days. People don't get it and I don't expect them to, cause we're happy. We're super codependent on each other which probably isn't healthy but who cares? If I want to spend the rest of my life with you until we're old and probably in space or something then I better be codependent on you. You are my best friend, you're the person I come to with everything. I'm so lucky. If I had to pick only one person to ever talk to or hang out with ever again it would be you.

Anyway, I've gushed enough and I have to save stuff to say because otherwise I won't have anything to say next anniversary or during Valentines day or when I write my vows. I love you, happy two year anniversary.

Always,

Your Soupsnake