I love you. I love your eyes. I love your smell. I love your hair. I love your laugh. I love your skin. I love everything inside you. And I'll try to make all the parts that I find, happy. Because you make me happy. So much.
Perhaps weddings + missing G this weekend + pregnancy hormones have just made me sappy at the moment. Make fun, it's okay. Either way I'm going to let the present feelings simmer during my trip back until I'm reunited with him. Besides, an absurdly sweet sentiment never hurt anyone once in awhile; it's sort of the whole point.