One Year Ago
As I sit here, thinking what to write, I read what I wrote last year.
As I started reading, I smiled, I giggled, my heart started beating faster.
One year later, I still mean every single word.
This time last year you woke up and read this...
Sylvia, my love, my lover, my best friend, my sexy baby girl, my lioness, my FTMB, my FTMBBVL, the future Mrs Sylvia Sutton…
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
This morning - Christmas morning - I would love to roll over and see you beep beep beep reversing and snuggling into me, staring back at me with the cheekiest grin. I would love to give you the biggest squishiest hug, kiss you, then whisper into your ear…
"Merry Christmas My Sexy Santa's Little Helper. I love you. I know you've opened the presents, I could hear you… and I felt the bed move when you snuck back in. It's OK babe, I hid some from you. Hehe. I know you found the one in the wardrobe, and the one in the garage, but let me just go to my secret hiding spot."
I step out of the bed, sans. Walk to the bedroom door, then laugh. I turn around and say…
"Stay right there little Miss Cheeky!"
I come back with a present.
The look on your face is priceless.
Your smile lights me up. It brightens my day. Baby girl, you brighten my life.
The past days, the past months, the past years. We have grown closer. We have grown stronger. We have fallen in love. We have discovered that we are each other's true love.
I love you.
I want everyone to know.
I want the whole world to know.
I want to pick you up and spin you around.
I want to kiss you.
I want to give you squishy hugs.
I want to you run and jump onto a koala hug.
I am the luckiest man in the world to have you in my life.
I can be me. Completely me. I even feel comfortable singing to you.
You bring out the best in me.
We have only just touched on what is to come.
I put this together because I wanted you to know I was thinking of you. I am always thinking of you. I am the luckiest man in the world to have you in my life..
