An open letter to the man I love:
We’re not always perfect, but we’re “us”. You’re not always perfect, but you are perfect for me.
I’m not always perfect, but I strive to be my best for you.
You are mine and I am yours, that is a choice we make every day.
Sometimes I’m sure that choice is difficult.
Sometimes that choice is easy as pie.
I’m not always easy to deal with; I’m moody, I’m constantly working on myself and sometimes that’s not always pretty. I hate mornings and can never decide what I want to eat.
But you choose me anyway.
You choose to have faith in me when I don’t have faith in myself and to push me to accomplish things you know I really want to do.
You are above and beyond anything I could ask for in a significant other.
I love you, always will and will continue to choose you, for as long as you want to continue choosing me.