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I walked by you in my ripped jeans and cowgirl boots and that was all it took for everything to change. I could feel your eyes on me, but I pretended not to notice. I flipped my long hair over my shoulder and kept walking, but I couldn’t ignore you. You were something different and my heart knew before the rest of me that it was you. It’s crazy how I went from not knowing who you are to waking up every morning tangled up with you. I felt it the second you stared into my eyes for the first time…we were going to be something incredible. I remember every simple moment that brought us to where we are now, from our first kiss, to the first time you made me laugh. The moment I told you I love you I gave a part of myself to you. No matter what, that part of me will always be yours. You broke down my walls and ignited my heart.

I still look over at you when we’re doing nothing, and I feel the same way I did when I first talked to you. I’ll never forget how patient you were with me before officially asking me out on a date. Not only did you wait to ask me out in person, regardless of the fact that you had my number, but you also visited me every night at work, just to hangout with me and make me laugh (and to bring me painkillers, because naturally I hurt myself). As we sat in your truck in the parking lot of my old job, talking about life and spending time alone together for the first time, cop lights glowed behind us. A cop came to my window and asked if I was breaking into my own work…and that was the beginning of us. You still fill my stomach with butterflies when you lean in for a kiss, or when you look over at me and smile. As a writer I’ve been writing about passion and love since age five, but nothing compares to our story. I’m more myself when I’m in your arms, and nothing makes me feel safer than waking up at two am and having you there. Even when you’re driving me insane (which happens often), I wouldn’t change you or us for anything. We’re real and our own version of perfect. I know I’ve written you letters before (scroll down to A letter to the guy who stole my heart), but this one is different. This one is written to the man who not only stole my heart back in October, but continues to make me fall in love every day.

Life takes you on an adventure  with no planner and days are unpredictable, but unpredictability brought me you. I want to thank you for so much, and although words cannot express how insanely grateful for you I am, a gal can try, right?

Thank you for keeping me on the edge of my seat…with your sarcastic comments, one of a kind sense of humor, and our funny moments.

Thank you for letting me dance my heart out and for supporting me. I know there’s a lot of glitter and long nights that come along with following my dream.

Thank you for the dinners and dates you’ve taken me on, no matter how simple. I appreciate you treating me like a princess.

Thank you for helping me transform my apartment into a beautiful space and for sharing all of your ideas with me (even if I shot some of your ideas down).

Thank you for cuddling me and keeping me warm at night.

Thank you for always holding my hand (& I mean literally and figuratively)…you haven’t let go of my hand since the day I first went out with you, and I hope you never do. 

Thank you for playfighting with me endlessly. 

Thank you for being in control while still allowing me to be in control, but secretively I think it’s sexy when you’re in control.

Thank you for knowing how to handle me, or at least pretending to…

Thank you for keeping me balanced and for always being realistic and honest with me. As a Scorpio, it takes a truly special person to be able to calm me down and talk me down. 

Thank you for all of the compliments…and yes, they mean just as much now as they did when we first met. Sometimes a girl just needs to hear she’s beautiful, even if we are having the best day ever and already know it. Your words mean so much to me.

Thank you for all of the Vanilla Chai Teas (and for letting me call them Vanilla Chai Tea Lattes and confusing everyone at Dunkin Donuts).

Thank you for being exactly who you are. I love you for everything you are and everything you’re not. You’ve always been true to yourself with me and I’ve been able to be my wild, crazy self with you. No regrets. 

Thank you for looking at me randomly and smiling.

Thank you for not arguing with me as much as I’m sure you could, especially when something completely insane comes out of my mouth. I can feel how much you respect me when we’re together, even when you’re driving me crazy or smacking my ass.

Thank you for making me so happy. There are days when a text from you, or just seeing you at the end of an exhausting day is enough to get me through. 

Thank you for letting me miss you and be all over you, even if I just saw you. Yes, I miss you even after just seeing you. It sounds crazy, but every second I spend with you is special. So…thank you for letting me be needy and for letting me wrap myself around you whenever I missed you.

Thank you for putting up with me being a crazy fur mom, because my animals are my life.

Thank you for knowing me well enough to sense when something’s wrong, even if I claim everything’s fine. 

Thank you for being my best friend not because we’re dating, but because you want to be. It’s so easy to say your boyfriend is your best friend, but you really are mine. It’s more than just a label for us. At the end of the day I want to go on long drives and adventures with you (even if you say no, haha) and watch Netflix with you. I want to eat too much food and drink an entire bottle of wine, with you. I want to go to restaurants and amuse waiters with you. I want to do everything and anything with you. 

I love you.

❤️ your baby girl

The Author

Hi loves, I'm a New Jersey writer and blogger with an immense passion for love, lifestyle, and adventure. I'm the luckiest mama in the world to Greyson Bryce and Waverly Belle. My heart belongs to my children and my husband, Andrew. The Greyson Diaries, an ongoing blog series is based on my daily experiences as a young mom and my love for my babies. I worked in the fashion and marketing industry from age sixteen until becoming a stay-at-home mama at age twenty-four, which drives my passion for fashion, design, and creativity. I don't blog to impress, I blog to inspire. If you’re ever interested in my creative work, please feel free to reach out to me… Email:

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