If she doesn’t scare the hell out of you a little, she’s not the one.
If her smile takes all your stress away. Believe me, she is the one.
I keep reading dictionaries, but I have yet to find a singular word that can accurately describe what it is you do to me. – Jessica Katoff
I wish I could explain your eyes, and how the sound of your voice gives me butterflies. How your smile makes my heart skip a beat and how every time I’m with you, I feel so complete.
When people ask what I see in you, I just smile and look away because I’m afraid if they knew they’d fall in love with you too.
Why can’t you just magically pop into my room with me and just cuddle for the rest of the night and kiss my head when I start to fall asleep?
I just want you, that’s all. All your flaws, mistakes, smiles, giggles, jokes, sarcasm everything. I just want you.
I’d rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else. I’d rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself. I’d rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart. I’d rather have the one who holds my heart.
My husband is my best friend, my greatest support, my biggest comfort, my strongest motivation, my truest smile, my deepest love, my favorite, my forever. He has me. Entirely.
