Happy
Anniversary
to
love
of
my
life.
How
time
flies.
Sometimes
I
sit
and
think
about
everything
these
two
years
have
carried—
the
beautiful
moments,
the
difficult
ones,
the
misunderstandings,
the
laughter,
the
waiting,
the
patience,
the
times
we
had
to
meet
each
other
halfway,
and
all
the
moments
that
reminded
me
why
you
matter
so
much
to
me.
What
we
have
has
not
been
perfect,
but
it
has
been
real.
And
I
think
that
is
what
makes
it
so
precious
to
me.
You
came
into
my
life
and
somehow
made
me
feel
things
I
thought
I
had
outgrown.
You
made
me
excited
about
love
again.
You
reminded
me
what
it
feels
like
to
miss
someone,
to
smile
at
a
message,
to
feel
butterflies
for
no
reason,
and
to
have
my
heart
flutter
simply
because
you
crossed
my
mind.
Thank
you
for
being
patient
with
me,
especially
in
the
moments
when
loving
me
may
not
have
been
easy.
Thank
you
for
meeting
me
halfway
and
for
allowing
me
to
be
myself
with
you.
You
have
made
me
appreciate
myself
differently,
and
in
loving
you,
I
have
also
found
parts
of
myself
again.
There
are
things
about
us
that
only
you
and
I
will
ever
truly
understand.
Our
love
is
ours—
quiet,
private,
imperfect,
intense
and
beautiful.
Sometimes
I
think
our
secret
love
is
the
kind
of
love
many
people
spend
their
whole
lives
dreaming
of.
I
won't
pretend
I
know
exactly
what
the
future
holds.
What
I
do
know
is
that
these
two
years
have
meant
something
real
to
me.
You
have
left
footprints
on
my
heart
that
I
cannot
pretend
aren't
there.
I
love
the
way
you
make
me
feel.
I
love
our
connection.
I
love
the
softness,
the
madness,
the
laughter,
the
longing,
and
even
the
moments
that
have
stretched
us.
Thank
you
for
these
two
years,
Osemhen.
Thank
you
for
rocking
my
world
in
ways
you
probably
don't
even
realise.
Happy
Anniversary,
my
love.
You
still
give
me
butterflies.
You
still
make
my
heart
flutter.
And
after
two
years,
I
am
still
grateful
that
somehow,
in
this
big
world,
we
found
each
other.