Where it started
You are perfectly beautiful.
A 10/10. One thousand percent my type. From head to toe.
Date night, our way
Every kind of date with you.
Yes, I love a beautiful, expensive restaurant every once in a while, and looking bougie with you. But I also love an arcade, a hike, and drunk tacos. With you, all of it feels like a date worth remembering.
Made with love
Everything tastes better with you.
I love eating with you. I LOVE your cooking, but I also love every meal we go out to share. And the meals you make? They are physical embodiments of love. I feel that in every bite.
Your voice
I could listen to you forever.
You talk. A lot. And I hope you never stop. Your voice is my favorite sound in this house, and I could listen to it forever.
The home we're making
You turn my house into our home.
Your ideas make this place feel like ours. The fridge magnets, the whiteboard, the AC, all the touches I never would have thought of on my own. You notice what would make our life warmer, easier, and more us, then you make it happen.
The everyday care
You make me want to be better.
You keep a beautiful home, and it rubbed off on me. Now I try to tidy the kitchen before you wake up so your day begins with a little less mess and a little more peace. Loving you has made me more thoughtful about the way we live.
The tender things
I love the way you show intimacy.
Cutting my hair. Picking my pimples. Making sure my scalp looks good. I love your hand on my face. I can't say that for everybody.
My teammate
You believe in me.
You care about me, my business, and my goals more than anyone. You keep me on track. You keep me sane.
That beautiful brain
Your mind is one of my favorite places.
I love how smart you are. I love our conversations, how you know about the stars, biology, psychology, startup culture, YC, and how naturally entrepreneurial you are.
You are one of the sharpest people I know, and none of that is waiting on a piece of paper to become true. If you ever want the degree, I'm in your corner for every semester of it. But you are not unfinished without one. You never were.
I love how I can be my full self, no hiding, no pretending, and that you still love me.
(this is true btw)