All of the mistakes we have made have made us the people we are. And I love the person you are. I love who you will be.
And we will bother each other, and we will fight and have makeup sex and we will get old and I will go grey and slowly look less attractive but we will share puddings. I like puddings.
And you, if that is not clear. Sometimes I think that if you knew all of the mistakes I have made, you would not feel so badly about yours!