Someone took this picture a while back while I was riding with my handsome and this is just an example of our love.

Handsome and I can’t keep our hands off of each other and not in a ripping clothes off and ravishing each other type of way, but in the way where we want the other to know, I’m still here, I’m not going anywhere, and I love you.

It’s always been like that with us though. Or at least that’s how remember it. Whether it’s intertwining our legs when we sit at a table. Holding hands while we talk with our friends. Stealing a quick kiss when watching a movie. Intercepting a hug here and there. It’s the best feeling in the world. And sure sometimes it’s a bit much when one of us is playing like a Garfield cling-on while the other one is late for something important. But I wouldn’t change it for the world.