There are a number moments with you I’ll always remember…
The first time I saw you with your delivery bag, hopping into some beat down truck in the parking lot and making fun of you with my mom.
Sitting there for my first day of online training, watching you walk past me three different times, clearly trying to think of something to say.
The first time you caught me after work to stop and smoke.
The group smoke break in the back.
Bringing you over to meet my mom, her quizzing you from a magazine on random history in the US, you answering them spot on like an intelligent badass.
The way you looked at me the first time it happened.
The night we kissed, really kissed for the first time, thinking good bye, and it began to rain.
Laying in my bed, sitting in my car, hanging out on your porch.. talking all night about nothing.
When you looked at me and said you loved me, and meant it differently than you had before.
The night of the letter. The tears, the argument, the hug, the forgiveness. The smiles and the burning of it.
The orange fight.
The first time we made spaghetti together, and how the meat balls had to be Italian.
The night before the court date, the cuddles and sweet words. The promises.
The day you became serious about moving in together. The excitement in your eyes.
Moving into our house and spending the first night wrapped up in each other with giggles and love.
The pride in your eyes when you told me how you bought my table for me, the happiness my happiness brought to you.
There are so many moments I can remember and smile about, and I’m excited to think that there will be many more to come. <3