Happy 16 months.

Hehe, 16 months. Almost one and a half years. Ups and downs. But still, you are the love of my life. We'll make this work, right? Because we want to, and because we can. We were strangers when we met, spent a few nights together and started falling on love. Now, there's no falling out. I especially miss the time I watched fireworks tgt with you last year. That was beautiful. We've had many lil "adventures" of going here and there. And of course, many lazy days where we just enjoy each other's company. Every moment with you, is a blessing. Heck, having you in my life, was one of the best things that ever happened to me. Though you may be stupid and your English sucks, but I still love you. Because you have a golden heart ;) happy 16 months my fat wife.

Love always, hubby.<3