And I love her, I love her more than anyone will know. More than she can even understand. She's never let me down, she's never left my side. She's been the person who slaps me in the face when I deserve it. She doesn't hold back what she feels, yet she's the kindest person I know. She's the kind of person who tells you exactly what you don't want to hear. But there's a sense of comfort in her voice, and the way she looks at me makes me feel at home. And it's the little things, like driving to my house late at night then calling me on the phone and talking for hours, or buying 40's of MGD and drinking at the park, or lying out a blanket on my lawn and just looking at the stars. We can sit and talk, she can spill her heart out to me and I won't say a word, yet she knows exactly what I'm thinking and exactly what I feel. Of course, this is all the say the least. One last thing.. Happy Birthday Darling, I love you.