Thank You.
I just wanted to say “Thank You” in a lot of different ways, and here’s one of them.
Thank you for waiting for me, for like a year and being persistent in the chase. For not giving up on me when I told you I was seeing someone two years ago, before we were even together. Thank you for all those random text messages that would pop up sporadically every once in awhile and confessing to me (now) that you were so nervous when composing them. Thank you, for the most wonderful first date I’ve ever had my entire life. For agreeing to pick me up for breakfast, eat with me for lunch, going to work, and then picking me up for dinner. I honestly have never had a date last an entire day. Thank you for being the complete gentleman that first date, for opening doors, footing the bill, buying me ice cream, getting me water when the waiter forgot about it, pulling out my chair, and carrying me to that life-guard tower because I was too damn tired to walk.
Thank you, (for whatever crazy delusional reason you have) for keeping us together, and equally missing me as I do you. Thank you for telling me to be quiet when I always say we’re going to break up, and calming me down when I start to cry about something stupid.
Thank you for making me laugh, for allowing me to be as gross as a guy sometimes, but still think that I am gorgeous at the heart of it. Thank you for TRYING to learn how to ballroom dance, so that one day you can “show off” your skills and finally allow me to not be embarrassed by you and your “sweet dance moves.”
Thank you for bringing me bouquets of my favorite flowers along with red velvet cupcakes just to let me know sometimes that YOU really care about me.
Thank you for your family. They’ve embraced me as their own, and I can’t help but feel really happy knowing that “I’m the best you’ve ever had”
But most of all, thank you, for being you. For being this confident, handsome, *sometimes smart, careful, caring, courageous, funny football star that I’m proud to call my boyfriend.
Yours Truly,
-Goober Bear (yeah, go ahead and yack whoever is reading this! I don’t care)

