Four years of...
...moving place to place to place (to place).
...eating way to much bacon pasta salad.
...watching Big Brother.
...drinking wine, beer, and everything else.
...getting my butt pinched and being chased up stairs.
...laying my head on your pillow when you can't witness me do it.
...texting each other every minute of our waking hours.
...missing each other, endlessly.
...watching Ramsey's dynasty.
...fighting over what restaurant to order from.
...debating who has the crazier family (I do).
...debating who has the crazier family (I do).
...loving each other.
Happy four years to my extremely handsome fiancè, Mike Miller.
I simply can't wait for the next forty.
Love you beyond words, beyond feeling, and beyond reason.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
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