My Love

This is Ammon. He's a Baker. He's a writer. He's a reader. He's a freaking comedian. He's a genius. He's a chef. He's a foundation. He's a pillow. He's a driver. He's a lover. He's a fighter. He's a hard worker. He's a sweetheart. He's a man. He's a boyfriend. He's a listener. He's a shoulder to cry on. He's a soccer player. He's a soccer fan. He's a soccer fanatic. He's a pub man. He's a beer-o. He's a goofball. He's a gentleman.

He is my forever love.

And that makes me the happiest girl in the world. With him I have it all no matter what I am missing. I had the most cranky, snappy, exhausting day on Tuesday and during our driving for 2 or 3 hours I was mean and crabby and unfair. He on the other hand, after being a little crank, was amazing. He made me smile, laugh, and have an amazing day after all. And that right there is why I love him. No matter what. No matter how horrible things are/may seem he has the ability to make me smile and laugh and be happy again. He brings out the best in me. I love you baby.

Now, who or what do you love?
Love,
Kxoxo