I know I always say this but every single time after we make up, I always am so thankful for Zack. He is not just my boyfriend, but my best friend as well.
Sometimes, I am amazed by his patience and determination to deal with my incessant whining. He has to keep up with my occasional grumpiness and put him through all my little insecurities. At the end of all the fights and petty arguments, he still declares that he loves me, if not more.
A year ago, he was just a total stranger who knew nothing about me except I had red hair. But now, he knows everything about me. He knows I absolutely.cannot.stand garlic and if the need may be, I would spend up to 20 minutes just picking it off my food. I know most people would go, 'What the hell is wrong with you? Just eat it, it doesn't taste that bad.' No, fuck you. I feel like throwing up every time I accidentally eat one of those nasty thing, no matter how small it is. My body just rejects it. Zack? Well, he just doesn't force me to do anything I don't want to and normally waits patiently for me to finish my food.
He knows my pet peeves. He knows what makes me mad, he knows what makes me laugh so hard. It's nice to know that someone aside from your own family, can actually love you to this extent, to put up with your ugliness (and I don't mean literally). He loves every single atom of you. This is a boy who adores you even if your makeup is ruined from all the crying, the mascara and eyeliner smudged to make you look like a freaking eyebag whore and still has so much love to give to you.
I love you, bb.<3
