As He Is, As He Has Been, As He Always Will Be

Yesterday was perfection over at Aaron's. Or at least I thought so. But then there was today. We went to breakfast together, which is just one of those things that I adore. Then we went back to the house, where his mother bestowed Pez candies upon me (so delicious, and he was offered none until I gave in). I got to look through some of his old pictures and such, which was more than entertaining. He's come a long way. His little kid pictures look almost exactly like him, but once he hits about 6th or 7th grade, man, I'm telling you. We've all had really bad years where our parents just said, "okay, do whatever you want to yourself. See if I care how you look." He took those years by the horns, man. I'm so glad he came back to us, he looks so handsome when he has short hair. I'm glad that he promised me he'd never have the crazy hair from the past. I'd accept him if he did, but it definitely isn't my first choice. I like seeing his eyes, and his face. I'm so privileged and spoiled by the short hair that everything else would seem wrong.
Anyways, after the turtle was shortly released into the living room, and the cat played a game on the iPad, we headed upstairs to our humble spot. I curled up in the Star Wars comforter from heaven (warmest thing on Earth, I tell ya), and we kinda just did our thing. We eventually put on Futurama, but we both ended up taking a pretty wonderful nap. Feeling him wrapped around me, and feeling so comfortable with him is truly the best place in the world. Right before I fell asleep, I noticed our breathing was even in sync, and I couldn't help but to smile. He makes every part of me incredibly happy, and the rest is history. Since the moment I met him, no one else stood a chance. And he knows it.
I know most people would probably think we're boring, always laying around at home, but at least we're happy. And I am positive that I am no longer just "happy" with him. I am 100% certifiably in love with him. And no matter what anyone says about, "it's too soon" or "you don't know what love is" can just stop right there, buddy. Because I know that love is something that makes you feel warm from the inside out, it's something that you feel even when you're not with them, it's something that's always with you, even when you dream. And I know it's what I feel for him. If you don't believe me, I'm sorry. Because love is a beautiful thing.
When I roll over and I see him sleeping soundly, or just laying there next to me, I know that I eventually want the privilege of seeing that every morning, every night. I want to see that goofy little smile, want to hear his voice, want to brush my hand through his hair. I just simply want to be with him. As he is, as he has been, as he always will be. He is the one thing that makes me feel like everything is possible, and he is the one person who truly makes me feel like I belong somewhere. I trust him with every part of me, and he's the first person I think of in the morning, and the last before I sleep at night. I smile just hearing his name, or thinking about him at random moments. He makes me happy, and I couldn't ask for anything more. He's my knight in shining armor, and yes. For god's sake, I love him. And I know that I would have told him today, had Dragon not started barking like crazy when one of the guys showed up early for boys night. I was that close, and then the dog went berserk.

My only wish is that we continue to have more days like this. Not just this week, or this month, or this year, but forever and always. I never want to lose this feeling. It really is beautiful.

Goodnight, everyone. I know I'm going to bed a very happy, very lucky girl. I hope all of you are as happy and as lucky as I have had the good fortune of being. Sweet dreams, kids <3

MFEO: part 1 & 2 ---- Jack's Mannequin

Oh, and you have to see this. Aaron sent it to me last night, cutest thing ever! http://imgur.com/a/jZZWD