He’s going to frustrate you . Hell , he’s going to annoy the hell out of you . He’s going to contradict everything you say . He’s going to prove you wrong . He’s going to always want to be right . But he’s going to make you laugh and smile . He’s going to make you second guess things . He’s going to take care of you when you’re sick . He’s going to drive when it’s 3 in the morning to your house when your cat dies and let you cry in his arms and he’s going to just whisper that things will be alright into your hair . He will trace hearts into your back as he lies with you in bed. He will kiss you with such happiness and passion , even when he’s angry. He won’t be perfect. But Fuck , he will mess up every damn day of his life . He will break things , he will break your heart a time or two. He will forget your anniversary and what day you two first fell in love or your dogs birthday , I don’t fucking know . But he will make up for it . He will hold your hair back when you are throwing up , despite how disgusted he is. He will put up with your sarcasm and you will put up with his sexist jokes . He will make fun of the way you laugh yet secretly love it . The most beautiful thing between the two of you will be , I swear on my life and all that is holy , that you complete one another. That’s all .
