No one gets me the way Logan does.
No one will ever understand Logan, the way I do.
It's hard to explain....
but we get one another.
We both have many imperfections...
We both say things we don't mean.
We both bitch just to bitch
And we both get frustrated about the bitching.
At the same time...
We both have big hearts...
We'd do anything for one another.
We're very sensitive.
We aren't afraid to shed some tears.
We love hard.
And we know.
We know we are soul mates.
We know were meant for one another.
We know we work, because of who we are... together.
No one could ever understand why I do what I do or why I am who I am... except for Logan.
And the same goes for him.
I don't think that anyone else could make things work with him.
Or put up with him the way I do (not in a bad way).
That goes both ways.
This is so hard to explain.
Hard to put into words.
But we get it.
We've said it so many times to one another....
and we both understand.
No explanation needed... it's us.
It's who we are.
It's what we are.
We are perfect for one another.
As much as I hate to admit it at times.
As much as he may frustrate me at times.
As much as I threaten him that he'll end up a lonely ass man (haha totally joking)....
There is no one else that I could imagine growing old with.
No one else I could imagine being the father of my children.
The grandfather of our grandchildren.
Rocking on our rocking chairs.
And flipping him off a
time or two.
Holding hands while walking the halls of the nursing homes.
Bitching to him about my joints hurting.
Yelling at him cause he is walking to slow
My daily bowel movements.
Yep. That's going to be us.
And I can't wait for it.
And that's why...
We are perfect for one another.
I couldn't imagine growing old with anyone else.
(although at times I just want to strangle him!)
At the end of the day...
I love him.
He loves me.
And we are meant to be.
