Just sayin'... I love him

I just want to gush for a minute. I have such a good man. I love it when we read each other's minds, or contemplate each other's next movements or thoughts. I love it when we don't and we are taken completely by surprise by each other. I love the teasing and laughing, the over use of "I love you" and the tender swipe of a finger down a back or arm in passing (and let's face it, the groping of a butt cheek in passing). I love that we have each other's backs, and that even though we don't always like the same things at the same level, we're still allowing each other the ability to be different. I love that when something happens, he's the one on my mind that I need to talk to. He's the one I want to share experiences with. He's the one I rely on and turn to. He's my rock and I love that his actions show he feels that I'm his rock too. I find it hilarious that I can turn to him for cake advice, and he can turn to me for car or gadget advice, and even though we don't have the same interests in these things, we try to b.s. our way through some sort of advice or thought for each other :). I love how he calls me woman, and I call him mister. And how he calls me beautiful over sexy, though when he does call me sexy, I love that too. I just love him... and I needed to say that.