Even before we met and long after we're both gone, my heart lives inside of yours. I'm forever and ever in love with you.

My spirit is free. My heart is taken.

It's hard to say which I like more, the perfectly happy days or the hours right after we've ended a good fight.

I wrote this about you, about our love, our story. And I feel so damn lucky that others in this world, strangers in other parts, can steal a piece of what we have and feel so lucky too.

(On getting married at 19) We told ourselves we had forever and we never looked back. The problem was that we never really looked ahead.

Chemically, I'm as off as I can be. But you fix me.

At the end of the day, I just want to sit with someone I love and chat about what matters and even what doesn’t.

(When)When you call me nugget.When you take pictures of me.When you dance.When you complement me.When you laugh.When your eyes squint as you smile.When we make love when we're sick.I fall more in love with you.

True love is wanting to spend the rest of your life with someone you would sometimes also like to strangle.