He handed me a piece of pizza when i first saw him. He was skinny and dangly, like a sighthound not fully grown into his power yet.
He is kind, and wise, and a smart ass, and brilliant, and everything I always hoped for but never ever believed I'd get, in a million years.
His blue eyes warm and crinkle at the corners when I hug him, and he holds his tiny cat in his wide, capable hands.
We have a secret, and you'll learn it next week, but he's handled all that with aplomb too.
Happy anniversary, darling.