Two!

Two years ago this day we knew we both can continue talking rubbish on ends
Two years ago this day you knew I was a terrible companion for food
Two years ago this day we knew we had our liquid preferences right
Two years ago this day you promised to make me a better food companion.

I am still a terrible companion for food, and you are still trying to make inroads; and, we have both built up considerably over our shared liquid preferences.

So, here's to candle light dinners, and laughing at lame jokes and midnight conversations and being there for each other.

Here's to a life lived with you, to the moments we have had, and the ones to come.

So please, be the Phil to my Claire and I promise I will be the Monica to your Chandler, just like you have been the Greg to my Dharma~

Here's to turning 2!

And I still love you! :*

p.s. please don't fight for the blanket in the middle of the night!