Morning thoughts

 Sometimes I look at my boyfriend after we had been mocking each other or kissing like crazy or just holding each other really tight doing nothing else and I ask him: “isn’t this crazy? We have been together for almost 6 years (although it feels like we just met yesterday) and we still are crazy about each other?”. We still kiss like silly kids in love and we still argue as if we had just met. We still talk endlessly and we still look at each other as if it is the first time.

 This makes me so happy. I feel crazy happy about this. About us. About how we interact with each other. How we, after all these years, love each other more and more. It never ends does it? We will never stop loving each other like this, right? I hope not.

 I hope I love you all my life.