My Mister

Fifteen years later-  He still listens when I blather on.  He still patiently forgives.  He still lifts me up when I am down.  He still tells me I am beautiful and makes me believe he believes it.  He still holds me when I fall asleep.  He still kisses me hello in the morning.  He still lets me put my feet and legs on him, well, pretty much all the time.  He still impresses me with his talents. He still makes me laugh so hard my side aches and tears squish out.  He is still faithful and true.  

Fifteen years later- He is still the best part of me.