Because I am the worst morning person ever and even when I’m just awful you still greet me in the sweetest, most loving and caring way. You ask me how I slept, how I feel, what my dreams were, if I was comfortable, too hot, too cold, what my plans are for the day or what I want to do with you and I grump all the answers back at you with one eye open and not even wanting to be alive for the day yet. I do not deserve your patience most mornings but it is what I receive and I just want you to know how much I appreciate it. Truly.
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.
It’s the little things you do that make all the difference in the world. Consistency. It’s asking me how I slept, how my day was, checking to make sure I’m taking care of myself, asking if I’m just generally okay. Going out of your way every day to make sure that I feel loved and cared about no matter what kind of mood I’m in. You know exactly what to say to make me smile or laugh even when I don’t want to. You try so hard every single day and I do notice and I do appreciate it all. I love you and your little things more than you know.
All of the cutesy nicknames you have for me. You are adorable.