Six years have passed. It seems as if I have always known you, yet it was only yesterday we met. We spoke online for months, (Yes we are a Myspace couple.) before we finally went out for coffee. After only an hour, I told you we had to go, as I was freezing. Your sad face told me that you did not believe me. (You were wearing a light jacket and I had more than several layers on) So I put my cold hands on you. Now six years on you are use to me always being cold, and I guess, always putting my hands on you.
You are strong and silent, I am insecure and loud. I am a neat freak, you are the opposite. I worry about the little things; you see the big picture. You are fourteen years younger than me. We are different in so many ways, yet somehow we make sense. Happy sixth anniversary Jam, love you more than you will ever know.