I know you said not to post an embarrassing photo of you, so this instead.
30 months. Where do I even begin? It’s crazy how months just fly by past us. Nothing stays permanent anymore nowadays. Subtly, but surely. People we kicked it with, what we do to hang out, and even our weight (We were so much skinnier!) has all changed. One of the only things that has remained constant these 2 and 1/2 years is how we feel about each other. I know that at the end of all our heated arguments and vicious attitudes that we still care too much about each other to walk away and leave. Thank you for never giving up and loving me more than enough. Thank you for being there for me 25/9, listening to my pointless stories, my endless rants about irrelevant things, and being my teddybear when I cry; even when you’re mad at me. Thank you for being incredibly weird and awkward with me. Thank you for still wanting to do things to make me smile. You’re truly one of a kind and you make me happy. I would never want to live my life without you. You make it interesting and a lot happier. Thank you for all the memories and the many more to come. For more years to come I pray, happy 2 1/2 years Jensen Jay Opilas. Forever and ever and ever and a day


