Our love is unparalleled. Utterly remarkable in every way possible.

You have not only taught me love, but friendship. I told everyone you were the boy of my dreams the day I met you. I was right. No body has guided me the way you have. You have stuck by my side throughout everything I’ve been through these last few years. From a verging divorce that was quickly resolved to many lost allies. From surfacing insecurities to pride and confidence. From a roller coaster ride of ecstasy and melancholy. From a starving artist to an even more starving artist. Pink hair, purple hair, long hair, short hair. 165lbs to 140lbs. From 3 miles away, to 2 feet away, to 270 miles away. You have stayed close to me throughout the most significant years of my life and you have done nothing but save me. You’ve saved me from the world and you’ve saved me from myself. You have seen every side of me. You know that I can be ugly, vulnerable, exposed and weak, and yet, you still love me. Our quarrels exist because we need to grow, and we choose to grow together. All they have done is make us stronger. We are indestructible. You are the only consistent thing I have in my life. I am so lucky to have you.

You are my first love. My first genuine best friend. The first person to really know me inside and out. You are my first everything. I want you to be my last everything. I hope you will be my last everything.

The other night, my dad told me, “I feel the exact same way about your mom today as I did when she was 16.” Although they have about 34 years on us, at least I know I’m on the right track.