Two Years.

Six and a half years ago, I met my best friend.

Two years ago today, I got to marry you.

Thank you for holding my hand; for winking at me across rooms; 

for making me breakfast.

Thank you for laughing at my lame jokes.

Thank you for continuing to be the funniest guy I've ever met.

Thank you for consistently being the calmest and most easy-going person 

in this here couple.

Thank you for killing the spiders.

Thank you for being who you are, and for loving me - just as I am and will be.

Thank you for agreeing to put up with me for a good long while.

I love you, Aaron. 

Happy anniversary!