I don’t love you to the moon and back, but to the infinite lengths of the universe, where darkness fades past our sights.

I swore I wouldn’t let a person define my happiness, but fuck..

I knew I matured when I realized every situation doesn’t need a reaction, sometimes you just gotta leave people to do the lame stuff they do.

I knew I did from that first moment we met. It was… not love at first sight exactly, but -familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you.

Stay humble, no matter how much you changed for the better.  Stay kind, no matter how many people broke your heart.  And stay hopeful, no matter how many times you’ve been let down.

Even if we’re married for 23 years, I still want you to flirt with me.