Ari. 22. I love babies and things that are white,
yellow dresses and kissing my mister's face.

This is a story about how I found my way.

Ask. Archive.

Dear Lovely, 

We did it. We’re here. We took the first step. We started our life together. 

I’ve been anticipating this feeling for so long: The knowledge that I will fall asleep next to you tonight, and the rest of the nights. That I will wake up next to you in our apartment. That I will make coffee in our kitchen and sip it out of our mugs. The feeling of joy that has been radiating from my heart to the tips of my fingers and toes. The feeling of security that seeing your face everyday brings me. 

I am all the way in. And you are all the way in. 

I can’t wait to see what we can do together. 

I love you joyously, soundly, deeply, everlastingly, gladly, and with great enthusiasm. 

With love. 

P.S. Please grow a beard again. Please. 

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