Im always kind of sad when I see that you slept on the couch because my preference is always to be as close to you as possible.

This might explain why the dog's always sneaking up the bed while we sleep to cuddle up between us...

​Yep, this is why we dogpile on you.

This is hella cheesy. It may not last long (ooh, squirrel!), but I figure its worth trying.

My idea is that I'll slowly write these in the moments when the mood strikes. You know, those times between post-its and cards stuck in your bag. I don't know why, but I feel compelled to document all the little nooks and crannies of our love story.

​It is my favorite, after all. 

Part of me wonders if one day, when I'm gone, you'll find solace in how deeply and completely I love you. It's in the way you pulled me closer this morning when I went back to bed. Its in the way you make my life easier and yet want to make me work harder to be the best version of me. And so many other tiny things that we do without the other seeming to notice that just makes it an increasingly deeper love with each laughing fit and gloomy day and worry and smile.