Do you remember when we first met? I do. So long ago, but it is still like yesterday to me. Well, I'm more in love with you now than ever. I love it when you come home on late nights and tuck me in, caress my forehead and tell me you love me while I'm still awake. The way you leave me little presents and love notes in my jacket pocket. This is what love is. Taking time to read the love poems I send to you and not laughing at them. You care about me. Thank you for still doing all these things after all these years. I love you. The most important thing isn't the gifts, the notes, or the candy. It's the fact that you spend time thinking about me and that's the real gift. Thank you for being you, my darling--c'est l'amour.