My boy makes me happier than I ever knew a person could be. Everything else is empty and meaningless and but he puts this light into my life like no one and nothing else can. He gives me purpose and a reason to wake up in the morning. It’s important to count your blessings, and he is number one.
I would go through hell and back to see you smile.
I don’t know what it says about me that I can be out with every single one of my girls, all dressed up with a few drinks in me at a party with loads of new and familiar people, good music and everything else and all I wanted to do was come home to my boy. We didn’t even get to the party til almost 10.30, and I was in Liam’s car on my way home at 11.30. I say it all the time but I’m so grateful for him. I literally felt like he was saving me. I was in the worst mood, I was so bored and so irritated and so annoyed by everyone like I didn’t think anything would get me out of that zone but he pulled up and I couldn’t stop smiling and after that point, everything was happiness and laughter and contentment. I don’t know why or how it came to be that laying on the sofa watching rubbish on telly eating pizza and getting all cuddled up talking til gone 2am would be so unbelievably precious and perfect and ah. I don’t even have words.