Classy.

What I love about us.

-Make love (and yes make love. Not just “have sex.”
-Get back in our undies.
-Pop some pop corn.
-Watch Supernatural.
-Be silly and stupid with each other.
-Go to sleep.

-And look! you’re always there cuddled up next to me in the morning.

So yesterday was me and my boyfriends two month anniversary.
I don’t really think anyone understands how much I completely adore this kid. The way he treats me- as if im the most fragile/up-most respected woman.
The way he looks at me- as if I’m literally the most beautiful girl in the world.
The way he speaks to me- as if we only have so much time together.
The way he loves me- Perfect.

Everything about him is amazing. Everything about our relationship is amazing. And no, it’s not perfect. But it sure feels like it. I love how sincere he is with me. And I love that he wants to spend every single minute of the day with me. I love that he accepts me for me. Including all of my stupid emotional tiffs.
But what I really love is who he’s changed me into.

He’s made me so selfless when it’s come to our relationship. I don’t care really about my needs. I just care so much about him. But he’s always wanting to please me. But he does it without realizing it.

I love him so much that it hurts. And surprisingly, I think he loves me more.
He says he wants to be together forever, and I know I want to, too :)

I love you Cory

That smile of yours;

I love you to the moon and back.
I will love you forever.
And that’s a promise.