Dear Mr. Branflake,
After eight years of marriage...
you still give me butterflies,
you make me laugh so hard my belly hurts,
you've told me you loved me every morning,
you've called me beautiful every night,
you open my doors,
you double-check the locks,
you've never asked me to change,
and you always hold me closer when it rains.
I love you.
second image via Esquire Magazine
third image by Sloan Photographers via Snippet and Tank
fifth image by Our Labor of Love via Once Wed