I’ve never given much thought to anything up until now. My personal belief has always been that people look too much into making it past the first week, the first three months, and so on that when the truly important milestones happen it just becomes another “Month-a-versary”.
One year is when I believe you truly have something to celebrate. You’ve made it past every holiday, every birthday, and every ordeal with this other person at your side and you’re still together.
It’s been what?… three years that we’ve known each other, and now it’s a year that we’ve been a couple? Yet, I still feel as if we got together yesterday. Sure, I have my moody times and you have yours, but in the end, I still can’t wait to spend so many more days with you.
I have no idea why I just wrote this, or what I’m going to do on the 14th, but here’s hoping this is just the start of many February 14th’s with you.
