Happy Birthday, N. 😘
I remember the first time you kissed me. Monday September 12, 2011. You drove 30 minutes out of your way after work just to come kiss me.
I knew then that you were the one for me.
The following week, when we went to Grand Junction. We laid in that hotel bed and watched Fast Five. I still don’t remember anything about that movie from that night. I was too preoccupied with kissing you.
Our mouths were pressed together. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. Our bodies were intertwined. We only kiss d that night but it was the most INTENSE kissing of my life.
The Sparks were flying. I wanted more but you didn’t want to, yet. We confessed our love for one another the day before and you had stole my heart in ways no one ever had before.
The first time we had sex, the following week, was mind blowing. Our bodies fit perfectly together. Our list and passion was fueled by our love for one another.
Our love and passion only intensified from there.
The day I proposed to you, I was so nervous. I wanted it to be nonchalant in case you said “no”. I had it planned out that I’d make it a joke if you did. But you didn’t. You took me by surprise and said “yes”.
Over the last almost 8 years I’ve grown more madly in love with you than I ever thought was possible.
Our personalities and sex life are more compatible than I ever thought possible. You blow my mind every single day and I still get butterflies. My body still tingles from the slightest touch from you.
I want to thank you for pulling me out of the dark place I was in. You brought a new light into my life that I never thought existed and you’ve shown me that real love is possible.
A real, pure love.
You’re my entire my world. You’re the love of my life and I wouldn’t trade a moment with you for anything in this world.
Thank you for everything.
I love you. Happy Birthday! ❤️
P.S. I can’t wait to give you your present tonight. 😘