To Z

Dear Zach,

I'm aware that today isn't our anniversary, or your birthday, or even Valentine's Day. Today is seemingly unimportant and unremarkable. But I want to tell you that today, and always, I love you.

I love the way you bite your bottom lip when you get nervous. I love the way you drown your waffles in syrup. I love the reassuring smile you give me across a crowded room. I love the passion you have for creating things. I love the way you sleep on top of the covers. I love when you ask me to dance in our living room, in our pajamas. I love your ability to see the good in people. I love the way your face lights up when the Aggies score a touchdown. I love that Happy Birthday and Pearl Jam's Last Kiss are the only songs in which you know all the words. I love your honesty. I love that you go on long walks with me, even after a hard day's work.

I love all these things, but I think most of all, I love the way you hold me in your arms. You know, when you "hold me darling just a little while".

Hope they're open wide when I see you again tomorrow. I've missed a good bear hug.