I’ve been dating my bf for a year and half and I have never been so in love. I spend every weekend as his house, and there is nothing better than waking up next to him every morning, in his tshirt and no underwear, to his sleepy face and warm arms wrapping around me. Sometimes he pulls back the blanket and lifts my shirt to look at my body and tell me how beautiful I am and how perfect I am and how he’s so lucky. He takes the time to understand me and care for me and make sure I feel safe and healthy. He makes me giggle and smile really big and laugh so hard and every time he walks into the room I get so excited. Laying there with the sun pouring in from the window, all warm and lazy eyed, I can breathe and enjoy the moment and really understand when people say how life is about the little things.