To My Everyday Valentine

Love is when you chose me over somebody more familiar, somebody perhaps more secure.
Love is when you endured criticisms and rage from people you care about for making such choice.
Love is when you left behind the comforts of home to be with me in a strange, foreign land where you pretty much have to do everything on your own.
Love is when you work tirelessly to provide the kind of life that I want to live.
Love is when you always wear for me a big smile and open arms despite rough times at work.
Love is when you embraced the ugly fraction of my being and made me feel more secure and confident about myself.
Love is when you adopted my faith and submitted yourself to more than a year of evening classes so we may worship together.
Love is when you value my family and friends like they are your own and always remind me to stay in touch with them when I start showing signs of neglect.
Love is when you share my passions and encourage me to pursue them.
Love is when you tolerate my silly and childish habits even to the point of treating a “thing” or a “character” as if it truly has a life.
Love is when you laugh at my jokes even when they’re not funny and even if the very person I am making fun of is you.
Love is when you grip my hand and say “thank you” each time I make dinner because you appreciate all my efforts.
Love is when you put me to sleep every single night like a precious little child though you know you don’t need to.
Love is when you struggle to stay awake so you could listen to my blabbing and endless stories.
Love is when you tug me close to you to keep me warm when I’m cold because I refuse to wear the right clothes.
Love is when I never hear a word from you when I get excessive on my spending because you think I deserve to have the nicest of things.
Love is when you even get them for me when I could no longer pay for them myself ;-)
Love is when you trust my judgment, protect my interests and help me become more prudent.
Love is when you console me and say “it’s going to be fine” when things start falling apart.
Love is when you say you’re sorry even when you’re not at fault.
Love is when you say you are so proud of me and always show it.
Love is when you support my dreams and make my happiness your own.
Love is coming home to me everyday.
Love is simply being yourself.
Love is YOU!

I don’t care if you don’t often say the words “I love you” because everyday I feel it with every little thing you do.
You have redefined Love for me, and gave me the kind that I don’t know if I truly deserve.
I guess there can never be enough words to say, or things to do to let you know
That of all the things I have, your love is the one thing I don’t ever want to be without.

And I know that I don't always say it too, but do know that
I love you more—more each day and more than ever before.
And I have but one greatest of dreams and that is to spend the rest of my life loving you.