let me count the ways

Sometimes I find myself more in love than I ever thought possible.

I look at my husband, and I love him to the deepest part of my being.

It's simple things really.

~the way the sun catches the blonde hairs on his arms

~his blue eyes, the way they tear up when he laughs really hard

~how he brings me a cup of water to bed

~how sometimes he will hug me extra tight, for no reason
~the way his hand seems to have been made to perfectly hold mine

Sometimes it's overwhelming.

Can a heart burst?