After two years, he still makes me laugh everyday. When we share weird jokes before bed. Or when he laughs at me for being clumsy.
All the shoulders on bad days. Surprise muffins. Before dinner arguments. Mid dinner arguments. Always making up after.
This is the silliest relationship I've ever been in my life.
But it's also the most perfect--because I am a closet weirdo.
Happy anniversary <3