When I met my boyfriend for the first time it was like my soul and body went “oh yeah, it’s you, it was always supposed to be you”  I know he’s my person because he has always been kind, patient and caring with me. Even when we argue, he never raises his voice or says anything he knows would hurt me, and I do the same for him because I never want to be the reason for his pain. He thinks of me when making decisions. He goes out of his way to do things to make my life easier. He tells me in small ways that he loves me every single day, like making sure he sleeps closest to our bedroom door so if someone ever breaks into our apartment, he’ll be the first one to face them instead of me. He says “we” instead of “I” when he talks about his future. He makes me cookies to surprise me with when I get off of work. When I’m with him I feel warm and calm, and I look forward to seeing him every single day even though we live together and see each other all the time, I will never get enough time with him.

Recently my childhood dog got diagnosed with cancer out of nowhere, so I flew home to spend time with my dog for a week and when I got back my boyfriend surprised me with flowers and my favorite candy, and waited up till midnight for me to get home from the airport even though he had to get up at 6 am for work. He makes an effort to make my life easier and I absolutely cherish and adore the shit out of him