I'm in love. Deeply, madly, butterflies in my stomach, I can't catch my breath, 16 years old kind of love.
Yes, I'm aware that Ryan and I started dating when we were 16... and geez, that was over 4 years ago... but I love him even more now than I did then.
When I hear a love song, I picture his face. When I imagine the future, I see us with children that are breathtaking and beautiful... because they look like him.
I love everything about him.
his laughter.
his smile.
his kind heart.
his gorgeous eyes.
the way he rolls those eyes when he thinks I'm being "a goof."
the way he knows what buttons to push in order to make me furious.
the way he knows that I'll only be mad at him for a moment.
the way my hands fit perfectly with his.
the way he tries to slip my hand into his pocket when we're walking and holding hands.
his sense of humor.
his optimism.
his constant encouragement.
the way he brings me back to reality in a split second.
the way he forces me to see the good in others.
the way his eyes light up when he gets excited about something.
the way he always wants me to choose where we're going or what we're doing... even though he knows that I hate making quick decisions.
his patience.
his love for life.
his acceptance.
the fact that he calls me by my last name... which will soon be his.
the way he admits when I'm right... sometimes. ;)
the way he makes me feel beautiful even when I know I look far from it.
the way he acts around children.
the fact that he wants children of his own.
the way he calls my mom "mom."
the fact that my dad calls him "cousin Ryan."
hearing him say "I love you" to his parents or grandparents on the phone.
the fact that he's willing to share his family with me.
the look on his face when he listens to a song for the first time.
the fact that I know he'll have that song memorized by the next time he hears it.
the fact that I have to tip-toe to kiss him.
the way he kisses me.
the way he brushes the hair out of my face.
the way he jokes around.
the fact that he's such a hard worker.
his motivation.
his care-free heart.
his love for animals.
the way animals love him.
how much he's grown up in the past 4 years, but can make me feel like we're 16 again.
the way he loves me.
the way we've only become closer over time.
the way I miss him when we haven't seen each other all day, even though we spent a year and a half apart.
the way I cry in chick flicks now because I know how it feels to have something so great and the thought of that being taken away is heartbreaking.
and most importantly, his love and faith in God and how I know that he will always keep Him in the middle of our relationship.
In 5 months I become a Marlar.
and
I. can't. wait.
:)
