I remember being young and always looking forward to Valentine's Day. I don't know what it is about it, because really it's just any other day. But there's something special about it because it always gives me butterflies. Or maybe it's the person I get to spend Valentine's Day with who gives me butterflies. Yeah, that must be it.

To the man who allows me to be myself, thank you for putting up with my crazy. On this special day, I need you to prepare yourself, but I know you already know. Instead of taking an hour to get ready, I'll probably take two. So just be ready. Also, we can't forget the camera for obvious reasons.

Thinking back to Valentine's Day in elementary school, I was the girl who dressed in pink, with a heart sticker on my cheek and a handful of Valentine's in hand. Side note, but whoever stopped that tradition in middle school probably had a bad breakup at some point.

Anyways, back to my Valentine: I met you in middle school and both know what happened. I was a bully, and I took your chair one day but thank goodness you didn't mind too much, because who knew just a few years later, I'd be drawing hearts next to your name in my notebook, rather than taking Biology notes.

I never thought I'd have a high school sweetheart, let alone a Valentine at all in high school. Everyone knows high school is the worst when it comes to love. Or maybe that's college, who knows. All I know is I am one lucky girl. I am lucky because I get to spend Valentine's Day and every other day with my best friend. I don't care if we go out to the fanciest restaurant there is or spend the evening watching movies and eating chocolate. If I'm with my Valentine, I'm happy.

When you've been with someone long enough, you kinda just know. Things flow, and there's little pressure. I don't have to say anything. You know me to my core and I couldn't feel more secure. You are my best friend, my boyfriend, my Valentine, and my rock.

After five years, I still love celebrating Valentine's Day with you. You let me be me. To this day, I will wake up on Valentine's Day feeling especially lovey and girly, wanting to spread love and appreciation. Some people may hate Valentine's Day, but I will forever feel butterflies when thinking of my first Valentine.

To the man, I never expected to meet, let alone fall for. Thank you for being you and for letting me be me. Thank you for loving me each and every day. You are my Valentine today and for as long as I can see. It's safe to say, I think you're stuck with my crazy.