Twitterpated

Andrew Perry, oh how i love thee.
You're sitting on our bed, making up goofy songs about...well,
Christmas carols gone wrong, a 90's grunge song for our dog-baby, Peek, and...
god knows what else.

here's my twitterpated, i love love love you,
i marry you
i marry you
i marry you
letter:

We make beer runs together, at 2am for no reason.
You cook me dinner.
You wake up early to bring me coffee and breakfast in bed before work and classes
separate us for the day.
You bring me cards and flowers, just because.
You put a ring on my finger.
You hold me when i'm scared of thunderstorms in the early morning.
You don't hate me when I accidentally give you a bloody nose.
The first time you took me to your cousin's house, i got drunk on pomegranate wine &
told stories for hours, and you still loved me.
You proposed to me on the lake shore by the woods. You made it a scavenger hunt.
We both bought each other trees for our anniversary presents to each other.
Your eyes only ever look at me.
You send me cute text messages from work.
You watch me, fully, when you play the guitar.
We write songs together.
We stare at the stars.
We have picnics in the back of my jeep when we go to the drive-in.
We stay up at night planning our future.

Andrew, I love you.
xoxo
Rai