You've gone around the sun again. Another useful trip.
Memories were made; stories told, and,
retold over and over - since we're not the best at breaking news.
Pretty well anything can make me fall for you now.
You have taught me the strengths and pains of love these last four years.
After growing so used to having you around, it's as though I become
abnormal,
unusual, and
off - when we are apart. You fill up my heart.
And the steps of this lovely land have yet to be conquered. I cannot wait.
To celebrate each birthday with you is a gift.
I love you in the morning, and in the afternoon.
I love you in the evening,
underneath
the moon.
