Happy Anniversary

I posted this on FB for our anniversary last year.

“I see posts about love, posts about how a guy should treat you, posts about successful relationships etc etc. And every time I want to comment, I want to tell these people they are setting the bar too low.
They don’t mention the guy who would wake up early and take the right milk to your favourite coffee shop, so you can have your lactose-free coffee the way you like it. They don’t mention the guy who spent days searching for the right earrings because you mentioned you want the ones the girl is wearing in The Breakfast Club movie. They don’t mention the guy who held you for hours when you cried because his treatment wasn’t working. They don’t tell you that the right guy would listen to your midnight fears and make them go away. They don’t tell you about the guy who was ready to take your last name because fuck the patriarchy, the guy who made his mission to make you laugh hysterically, the guy who added the names from your affair list to his affair list because some guys are just too hot, the guy who read your favourite books so you both could talk about them, the guy who fought til the end because he knew you would be miserable without him.
S, none of these posts measure up to you. You always had to be perfect in everything you did, didn’t you?
Happy anniversary, love. Miss you so much. Being with you was the best thing that ever happened to me.”