Its funny how this timemlast year I met the guy of my dreams. Its funny how someone can mean so much to you. He is always stuck on my mind and no matter hiw much he drives me crazy I still love him. After a year of new feelings, kisses, hugs, and finding out that love can not be perfectly described, I now realize how perfect my man is. I love him so much. He has been through everything with me. He knows my darkest secret, how I am a big old sappy poet, and how crazy I can get at times. And I know he can be a sarcastic, hilarious, teasing person. But that doesnt matter. what matters is that I love him and he loves me.