April 18, 2015
Never in a million years, would I stumble across a human being as gentle as you. At this moment, I am pondering, “How did this beautiful person enter my life.” When the answer was obvious. You came and you were yourself, and that was enough for me to love you endearingly.
“That’s always seemed ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they’re pretty. It’s like picking breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste.” -John Green