Three Months CWM.

Here is something I wrote for you a little while ago but never gave you, not too much has changed.

"I want to argue with you over which side of the bed is ours, even though it wouldn't matter because we'd always wake up on the opposite side. I want to fight over which Chinese restaurant has the best takeaway and I want you to scream at me for my ridiculous amounts of clothes  and jewelry. I want to tell you all the dorky kids names that i've picked out and I want you to laugh at my horrible hair in the mornings, every morning. Mostly, I just want to spend every day until the rest of forever with you because you make me happier than I ever knew possible".