The man

That man on the picture asked me to marry him eight months ago today.

That man on the picture takes my hand as we walk down the street.

He makes me laugh and shout.

He tickles me.

The man on the picture is patient with my constant interruptions and the way i overreact to problems.

He makes me feel like we're living inside a song.

The man looks gorgeous in his new suit.

But he looks even more exciting with his regular smile.

He likes to eat ice cream and kiss me out of the blue.

That man you see on the picture is the man i love.