Luckiest.

Ben Folds said it best when he said, 

"Where was I before the day that I first saw your lovely face?

Now I see it every day and I know I am the luckiest."

Something about the way he kisses my forehead when I'm snuggled up under his arm,

And the way he calls to tell me he misses me, minutes after I've left, 

And the way he sings his heart out to the radio,

And the way he makes sure he's always holding my hand when he's introducing me to someone,

In a way that says "She's mine."

Something about the way he gets so worked up over a silly game of Canasta,

And the way that he sends me kisses through Skype,

And the way he tells story after story after story

About his childhood and his mission and his little brother Jordan.

There's something about the special bond that he's got with Loline,

That, for some reason, gives him all permission to gang up with her and tease and bully me mercilessly.

Something about the way he calls me if he has even one second to spare between class or before school,

Just because he wants to hear my voice.

Something about the way he takes me to Cafe Rio alllll the time because he knows I'm so obsessed,

And the way he wears skinny ties and perfectly tailored suits,

But doesn't mind when I rock sweats and buns on the top of my head,

And the way he asks about the details of things I didn't even know he'd noticed.

There's something about the way he tells me he loves me "more than anything since ever,"

That makes me sure 

I'M THE LUCKIEST GIRL ALIVE.