Dear boyfriend,

This is not going to be some sappy love letter on how amazing you are; although you are pretty spectacular. Everyone writes those cliché love letters confessing their love for their boyfriend, and quite honestly, that just doesn’t fit us. Sure, we have our wonderful story with so much love and happiness, but I want to thank you for some of things that many normal couples don’t think to thank each other for.

Thank you for acting like you care about what that bitchy girl in my sociology class said.

Thank you for holding the door open for me, even though I know you just want to stare at my butt.

Thank you for staring at my butt because it makes me feel like those squats and donuts are working.

Thank you for letting me stalk that girl who liked your photo on Facebook, because who does that bitch think she is?

Thank you for pretending to be an adult with me when I attempt to be one.

Thank you for accepting that I wont be an adult for a while.

Thank you for letting me post all our staged photos without argument and helping me find the best filter and clever caption.

Thank you for not getting mad that I don’t use your filter or caption and use my own.

Thank you for playing with my hair--anywhere, anytime, every day.

Thank you for letting me have most of the bed when we sleep and telling me you slept great when I know you tossed and turned all night.

Thank you for letting me eat all your food after I insist I don’t want any.

Thank you for putting up with my hairy legs because you know your girl hates shaving her legs.

Thank you for acknowledging how soft and shiny my legs are when I do find time to shave.

Thank you for letting me play my songs in the car even though you cannot stand them.

Thank you for singing "Frozen-Let It Go" with me at the top of your lungs, but quite enough so I’m louder because obviously, I’m the star.

Thank you for never saying “Are you on your period?” and saying “It’s shark week, huh?”

Thank you for saying “my girl” in front of people.

Thank you for letting me be emotional when a fictional character in my TV show dies.

Thank you for letting me be emotional 24/7.

Thank you for letting me binge watch "The Real Housewives of Orange County" and pretending to know what's happening.

Thank you for calling me skinny and beautiful even when I order two racks of ribs and have it all over my face.

Thank you for telling me how lucky you are to have me, when in fact, I’m the lucky one because I have you.

Thank you for reading this article because I told you to read it.

So my love, thank you for everything you do and just know I appreciate you more than anything. You’re the real MVP and I couldn’t be happier with you. Cheers to many more memories.

Love,

Your girlfriend (who’s cuter than your ex)