Last night I was telling my friend Michelle about how we met. About how I tried to resist you. About how I wouldn't let you have my number and I refused to call you or do anything past e-mail.
Do you remember the first IM conversation we had? How ridiculous it was? How we were both giddy and goofy and freaked out?
Oh- I just went and checked and our IM archive is gone. I am very sad.

(pause)

Anyway, it's funny to me to think back to those early days and how you were a complete stranger. How did I not know you were my best friend? How did I not recognize that immediately? (giggles) I don't know.

But now I do, and now I see our love growing deeper and stronger with each day and each new set of circumstances that confronts us.
Sometimes I just marvel at us. A few minutes ago I was getting the laundry put away and had to chuckle at how I hang your shirts- button the top two buttons, then alternate down the shirt. Then I scoot all the hangers to the symmetrical distances you like them.
(shaking head)
A couple of crazies, we are. How did we ever date anyone else? How could other people even have put up with us? How could they possibly understand?
It's really awesome to know that even in my most neurotic of moments you can understand and appreciate what I'm experiencing. And when I come out of the bedroom wearing a pleated pink mini skirt and argyle tights you just laugh and tell me I need a pink spiked collar to go with it.
How many times I have done things and my significant other responded with, "uhhhh, ooooooooookaaaaayyyyyy?" The funny thing is, I'm sure the same thing has happened to you and you get it.