In my wildest dreams I could not have conjured up a more perfect vision. You are amazing. I have dreamt of you. In my dreams you were perfect and yet you far exceed all my expectations. I wanted to give my heart to a man with a tender smile. I longed to be loved by a man who was tender and caring. You were to be an un equivalent balance of maturity and youthful playfulness. I daydreamed of fun filled picnics and adventurous dates.
Never did I imagine that one day you would be standing before me. I have been given a precious gift, you gave me your heart.
I am so thankful for you. Why? You are not perfect but "we" are perfect. You are perfect for me and I am perfect for you. We perfect each other. I love your imperfections. I love your cranky days. I love your short temper. I love your boxers one the floor of the bathroom. I love your shoes in the middle of the living room. I love your coat on the kitchen table. I love the congealed food from your midnight snack stuck to the plate. I love the fact that you forget to take the garbage out. I love that you overslept.
Never did I imagine that imperfections would be perfect.
