​I don’t think you realize how much better my life has become just because you’re in it.

It’s mostly the little things. The random messages, the stupid jokes that somehow become our jokes, and how you’re always the first person I want to tell when something happens.

Somewhere along the way, you became my favorite person.

And if I had to do all of this again, every late night, every argument, every conversation, every dumb memory, I’d still choose you.

Every time.