You still give me butterflies. Thank you for those. You physically affect me every single day, and more still as time goes on. How could I ever tire of the feelings that you give me? And you know what? It’s when you’re not trying that I feel them the most. Those moments when you do some small thing, laugh, or say some word that I think sounds funny, even a ‘hello’ and I melt. Don’t ever underestimate how alive you make me feel in every possible way.