Today, this guy…a.k.a puddin’ pop/bear/potato (or Danny as most of you like to call him) is celebrating his 22nd birthday and gracias a Dios he has the day off from work.
He definitely deserves a day of celebration, and I am so so happy to be by his side for birthday #4.
So here’s to this guy (my guy) who…
…works so hard that he has to text me and ask me for sports scores
…makes tacos just the way I like them
…accepts my need to dance anytime, anywhere
…still reaches for my hand after almost 4 years even when my hair is on day 2 and in a pony
…comes alive when he talks about food
…believes in me even when I doubt myself
…makes it rain notes with me after classes end
…wears kangaroo ties
…still misses me sometimes
…loves 90s hip hop
…really likes to sleep
…prays with me
…loves turkey legs
…is always confident
…supports Slytherin and Voldemort simply to spite me
…thinks I’m the “bestest girl in the whole widest world”
…never says no to cookies as long as they’re soft enough to be eaten with a fork
…and loves me for exactly who I am.
Happy Birthday Danny !!!
I love you! And I can’t wait to see what’s next!