You make me excited about life.

I can picture waking up to you in the morning, the soft, sweet kiss you'll lay on my lips even when you're grumpy because you're still thoughtful even when you're grumpy. I can picture falling asleep in your arms and waking up with my long legs that you love so much tangled up in yours in the middle of the night. I can picture your arm splayed across my stomach and I can picture me grinning, heart so full that I feel it might burst, and then falling right back asleep with the feeling of complete and blissful content washing over me. I can picture cooking French toast for you on Saturday morning, because it's your favorite breakfast meal and it's your favorite day because it's the one day you always get to sleep in. I can picture you coming up behind me and slapping my butt or doing some other ridiculously silly thing that will make me laugh and I can picture turning around, standing on my tippy toes, circling my arms around your neck, and kissing you like I haven't kissed you in months when really it's only been a few hours. I always kiss you like that because I always feel like I'm kissing you for the first time. I still get excited just at the thought of another kiss. You make me excited about life because I can't believe I get to share it with you.