So happy birthday, Austin. Though, hopefully, you do not read this blog.
I would just like to say, well…
Thank you for existing. I am so very happy that I met you; you’ve made me the person that I am today, and I love you for that. Though it is cliche, If someone told me, when I met you, that we would be together…I probably would just check them into a mental ward. And yet, here we are; six months and going strong. Though we did have our rough spots, (one in particular) what couple doesn’t?! All that matters is that we made it this far, and neither of us plan on quitting anytime soon.
So I’d just like to say:
I love you.
You mean the world to me. You can make my day with just a phone call(and just the opposite). You put up with my crap. You call to make sure I got home safely. You know exactly what to say to cheer me up, or make me see reason. Most girls wish for a guy like you (and for good reason; you’re a straight-up gentleman) and I’m the one who’s got you. I am so very lucky. And I would like to say, on this day of your birth, that I am so very happy that you were born. I love you.