I remember when we were kids we used to stay up all hours of the night talking about just the silliest things. One thing that stuck with me in particular was a pact we made with one another. We swore to one another that if we weren’t married to anybody by the age of 24 that you and I would get married. You are and will always be the best thing that’s ever happened to me in my life. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and so independent. Maybe a simple small town guy like me doesn’t deserve somebody as special as you. Maybe the guy doesn’t always get the girl. But hey, here’s to wishful thinking. I pray maybe one day you’ll see me in the same light I’ll always see you. You’re so special to me, you always will be.

btw I turn 25 this week.