Today it’s my second aniversary with my boyfriend.

He. He saved me. I was rotting up inside and he was just there for no reason. We practicly weren’t even friends and all of a sudden we were in love. 

He knew, and knows, that I am complicated, very complicated. He knows, we both know, that we are different in many many things, and that those things sometimes clash.

But still. HE is my rock and we are happy.

We don’t spend a lot of time together and sometimes I fear that he isn’t so much in love anymore, but he conforts me because he know I am very insecure and respects that.

I love him so deeply it’s ridiculous. He has his flaws, so do I of course, but he is absolutely perfect. I love you.