#love # too weak to *express*

I'm obsessed with you, I think about you constantly.

I have loved you since kindergarten and often I can't believe you're really mine.

Sometimes I forgot how amazingly hot you are until you walk through the front door, I've never been so attracted to anyone in my life.

I love the rereading the box full of letters you wrote me while we lived apart.

I love the way you make me feel amazing about myself.

You have such a cute butt.

I love that you make me laugh every day, and often so hard I cry.

I loved when you were so excited to find out we were having a baby, when I was totally freaked out.

I love when we fall asleep holding hands.

I adore how romantic you are.

I love the way we share almost every meal.

You are my favorite person.

I loved that summer after high school before we moved to different places, spending every waking minute together.

I even love that we can argue and fight, and then how we can make up...usually very quickly.

I love how you wouldn't complain when I slept from 6pm to 8am when you was pregnant.

I loved going to Senior Prom with you.

I loved that you followed me to NYC.

I love it when we snuggle every morning.

I love how excited you are to get me to bed...

I love how I can hear you smile in the dark.

You are the only one I ever wanted to be with.

You are my perfect other half, you make me the happiest I've ever been.

I want to take care of each other forever.

Love is too weak a word for what I feel -- I lurve you, you know, I loave you, I loff you, two F's

I loff you ,

If Only...Love Is True