“I think I can handle you.”
A year and a half ago today, I asked you to be my boyfriend.
We’ve come so incredibly far, and I can’t wait for the next month, and the next, and Paris, and everything afterward. I’ve been happier the past eighteen months than I ever have been, and I’m pretty certain I’m the luckiest girl ever. I can’t wait to come see you, 51 days is nothing. Thank you for being so good to me :)
