He’s the one that kisses me when I least expect it & I love it when it does that.

He’s the one that I run to for everything.

He’s the one that loves me for who I am.

He’s the one that I love unconditionally.

He’s the one that jumps on me, expecting me to give him a piggy back ride.

He’s the one that took me out on my first date.

He’s the one that give me my first kiss.

He’s the one that became my first love.

He’s the one that took me to Christmas in the park & ice skating for the first time.

He’s the one that always believed in me.

He’s the one that would stay up with me until the sun comes up.

He’s the one that makes me smile like no other.

He’s the one that I always blog about.

He’s the one that kisses on my forehead.

He’s the one that I miss, even though I just spent the whole day with him.

He’s the one that sings to me every time we’re in the car.

He’s the one that I bake cookies for.

He’s the one that eats what I cook, no matter how disguising it might be.

He’s the one that I take care of when he’s sick.

He’s the one that makes his chinky eyes pop out to make me laugh.

He’s the one that publicly shows affection towards me.

He’s the one that doesn’t drink soda, therefore I wont either.

He’s the one that craves for tapioca as much as I do.

He’s the one that I play 13 against for bets.

He’s the one that usually wins the bets, therefore I buy him fooood.

He’s the one that I call to wake him up.

He’s the one that would surprise me by driving to Mt. Pleasant after SATs was over to ask how I did before he left for work.

He’s the one that I lied for, pretending to be a “community leader” as one of his references. They actually called me and I told her a well bsed story about how great my boyfriend is.

He’s the one that helped me become a stronger person.

He’s the one that would surprise me by standing and waiting until I notice him from my window.

He’s the one that is always patient with me.

He’s the one that took me bowling for the first time.

He’s the one that drove me to the evergreen hills, so that I could see the city lights.

He’s the one that I went to my first and last high school homecoming dance with.

He’s the one that I went to junior prom with, and we had the best night ever.

He’s the one that would kiss me at 11:21.

He’s the one that insures that I always get shotgun in his car.

He’s the one that always makes sure I’m nice and warm.

He’s the one that took me to Applebee’s for the first time.

He’s the one that took me to Sato’s for the first time.

He’s the one that I talk to before I sleep every night.

He’s the one that tells me to drive when I’m in the passenger seat so he can text.

He’s the one that lets me drive his car, before and after I got my license.

He’s the one that drives me around, and I adore him for that.

He’s the one that kisses my cheek and then says, “I love you.”

He’s the one that would splurge on me.

He’s the one that I would only watch scary movies with.

He’s the one that I try to surprise with cute, meaningful things.

He’s the one that gave me my first homemade card.

He’s the one that gave me my first piece of jewelry from Tiffany’s.

He’s the one that I splurge on.

He’s the one that made summer enjoyable.

He’s the one that texted me to ask how my job interview went before it was even done.

He’s the one that cares for me.

He’s the one that wore that pink polo because I said that it would look good on him.

He’s the one that sweeps me off my feet, literally.

He’s the one that gives me piggy back rides.

He’s the one that gave me roses for the first time.

He’s the one that smells really good.

He’s the one that is not afraid of being around my friends.

He’s the one that would ride the bus for over two hours just to see me for one.

He’s the one that introduced me what love really is.

He’s the one that is truthful.

He’s the one that I fell crazy in love with.

He’s the one that would do anything to spend time with me.

He’s the one that supports me in what I do.

He’s the one that used to hide surprises in the trunk of his car.

He’s the one that surprised me by visiting me on Valentines day ’06, and I really had no idea that he planned that.

He’s the one that introduces me as his girlfriend.

He’s the one that started this poking war on facebook.

He’s the one that knows everything about me.

He’s the one that came to the library so we can study for our APs and SATs together.

He’s the one that calls me to tell me that he loves me.

He’s the one that comes over with clucku’s on occasion.

He’s the one that enjoys watching click flicks, maybe even more than I do.

He’s the one that would walk up and hug me from behind, and I love it.

He’s the one that would try to dance for me, and I think it’s extremely cute.

He’s the one that would download something for me, when my internet is being retarded.

He’s the one that makes me doodle cute stick figures in my notebooks when I’m bored during class.

He’s the one that I spent three hours trying to figure out how to fold a dollar bill into a double heart.

He’s the one that I show my baby pictures to, and no one else.

He’s the one that I randomly tell tidbits to about my past.

He’s the one that tells me to eat and sleep, even though I don’t want to.

He’s the one that always watches my back.

He’s the one that will kick anyone’s ass if they mess with me.

He’s the one that always makes sure that I am safe.

He’s the one that I cuddle with to keep warm on those nights that we go out together.

He’s the one that I greet with “you’re gay,” and he takes it as a compliment. Sometimes.

He’s the one that gave me my Tiffany’s necklace, which I am wearing as I type all this.

He’s the one that I call “my baby.”

He’s the one that serenades me in front of my friends.

He’s the one that feeds me, as I feed him.

He’s the one that I cook with.

He’s the one that got me hooked on one tree hill, as I got him hooked on house m.d.

He’s the one that would go out to eat anything with me, because I’m craving for a particular dish.

He’s the one that isn’t afraid to make a fool of himself, just to make me laugh.

He’s the one that isn’t afraid to be himself around me.

He’s the one that started this relationship, in the most childish way, but I love it.

He’s the one that never gives up on me.

He’s the one that knows all my habits.

He’s the one that I love, always have, always will.