The first time I ever saw you was at the library. You were drawing and had your headphones on. I remember your hair falling down your face and the sweater you wore. You were so beautiful. You never looked at me or noticed me. A few weeks later we met in class. I am telling you this now because you are under some impression that I deserve someone better. I always had my eyes set on you. I don't know what lead me to you, but if there such a thing as fate, then I know it exist for me and you. I am so happy to have found you that day in the library and to have gotten a glimpse of the woman who would become my wife. Happy Valentine's Day, thanks for loving your little french girl even when I make it hard and when I don't want to watch Roseanne in bed and want lifetime. You are the love of my life, now and always.