Nothing says love like
Anniversary poems
Haiku...romantic??

Holy shit, Batman!
Two years since we first hooked up?
Oh...you hate that phrase.

I love you, Peter!
My friends think you are perfect.
I don't disagree.

Today marks the two-year anniversary for H2B and me. We're going away for the weekend, and out tonight for some apps and drinks. I can't believe it's been two years since we became a couple. It's genuinely been the best two years of my life. He really makes every day better and puts tons of smiles on my face.

I'm happy to be in the sort of relationship where we have fun all the time, no matter what we're doing. Laundry with him is fun. Grocery shopping with him is fun. We can spend a day doing literally nothing--sitting on the couch or walking around the city--boring stuff generally, but with him it's the best day ever. I can have the crappiest day ever, come home feeling horrendous, and within minutes I'm grinning from ear to ear.



He really is my very best friend and I'm excited about the next sixty or seventy anniversaries we can hopefully spend together.

What a lovey-dovey post. I think I need to go play some Grand Theft Auto, punch a baby in the face, maybe vandalize a flower garden, and get this sappiness out of my system.