And I have officially gone over from being moved by all this to crying happy tears.
Stefan Salvatore, you are the most incredible man. You are so much better than you will ever see in yourself. That Ripper part of you is just a part, you're incredibly complex too. So amazingly passionate and fierce and brilliant. And I am so blessed that you love me. Because I love you too, so much. The fact you've been here with me, through all of this, you're the reason I'm still here. You're the reason I haven't simply given up and run away from it all.
And there's the fact you make me those coffees in the morning just before I start to growl. And you indulge me when I try to properly cook food and be all wifely, and smudge frosting on my nose when I attempt to bake cakes and tease me when I jump at scary moments in movies.
The truth is no one truly chose me before. Not the way you have.
I think you more than deserve my love and forgiveness, and I also think I need to work to deserve yours, and maybe that's a good thing, that we both feel that way. It means we'll never take each other for granted, that we truly value every single moment together and what we have. I am so amazingly proud to be your wife and I will spend every day showing you just how much.
(And brothers, look away now...)
Also wow, you are so incredibly sexy and you just have to give me That Look and I completely melt and get shivers through me and I could spend hours just looking at you and tracing every single detail of you to memory. Also I kind of want to trace my tongue over every line of your tattoo, is that weird?!
(Aaand I'm done!)
I love you so much, my Stephanie. Thank you for everything you've done for me, every chance you've given me, for being you. All of you.