well..this was supposed to be on our anniversary (the 18th) but uh....well, that didn't happen, obviously >.<

dear gracie,

today is a special day! you've hit 100 pounds! i'm so proud of you, love. one more step closer to your goal, right?

after my mom, and my sister, you are my favorite female on this entire planet. but you're special because i love you in a completely different way than I love them aha

you're the most gorgeous girl i've ever met, and i'm so grateful to have met you. your boyfriend loves you a lot.

i know i'm a pretty crappy boyfriend...i don't do that much to help you, but i hope my hugs are enough for you. i'm always bad at expressing gratitude, and you know that..so this'll be pretty bad.

sometimes we'll just be walking down the street and i am struck by how lucky i am to have you.

your hands aren't ugly. in fact, they're the nicest hands i've ever felt.

your laugh isn't annoying. actually, it's the best sound in the world for me. 

you aren't stupid. i could only dream of being as intelligent as you (c'mon, you even turn on the stove for me)

you're not a burden. i'm the burden in our relationship.

there are only a few moments when i dislike you. when you're not with me. which luckilly, isn't often. how did i survive before i met you? i still don't understand, actually.

i know you don't love yourself, and me telling you that i love you won't really do much. but believe me when i tell you that i love you. three words that i don't say easily.

i love all of you. your adorable habit of spacing out, your eyes, your hair, you in my sweatshirts, your smile, your hatred of bats, the way you sleep (on top of me, but that doesn't matter)

cuddle time is my favorite time with you (after date time). your elbows are a bit pointy but that's what i love about you. i like playing with your hair, and nuzzling your neck. i like watching you when you sleep (that sounds rlly creepy) when you're not worried. i also like when you just wake up, and you don't talk, but you kinda croak out random sounds.

i like your fuzzy sweaters, but you look the best in my shirts, hands down. i like putting my chin on your head when you're cooking for me, and wrapping my arms around your waist.

technically you should call my oppa, but...yeah, no, not necessary.

you like to tease that i'm a romantic, and i've never said this, but i'm only a romantic for you..(wowww that was cheesy)

basically what i'm trying to say is that i love you...and even if you want me to leave, i'm not going anywhere. 

love you, my sheep

from,

your dew drop/technically oppa/boyfriend/soulmate/best friend/only friend/person who love you the most

or

choi joohyun