January 1st

I love my name - just because of how you say it.
I love how you love me- and aren't afraid/shy to show it.
I love the way you stare at me- when you think I'm not looking.
I love the way you lean in close whenever I tell you something-

even though we both know you heard me.
I love the sweet things you say to me-

even when I'm screaming at you.
I love the way you smile at me and find me cute-

even when i've said the most stupidest thing.
I love the security I feel whenever you’re around.
I love that after I spend the day with you,
I can still remember your smell.
I love the fact that you always make me feel beautiful-

even when I'm feeling chubby, fat and bloated.
I love the way you can light up my face
by just walking in a room.
I love the way you smile and the way you laugh.
I love the way you make me smile, and
the way you make me laugh.
I love hearing you laugh, even if it is at me.
I love the fact that you are rational and patient enough
to talk to me through the rough times.
I love how you inspire me to be a better person
than I ever thought I could be.
I love the way you say
“Don’t worry baby.., everything will be OK”.
All the good things, all the surprises, all the imperfections,
I love them all...just because they're yours.

Happy Birthday, my dear.

You're not getting older, you're getting better. Trust me.
*wink wink*
I feel blessed to know you. I am.
I wish you will always be as happy as you have made me.

xoxo
♥ y.y.c ♥