He gets me and I get him :)

No one gets me the way Pablo does.

No one will ever understand him, the way I do.

It's hard to explain....

but we get one another.

We both have many imperfections... 

We both say things we don't mean. 

We both complain just to complain 

And we both get frustrated about the complaining. 

At the same time... 

We both have big hearts...

We'd do anything for one another.

We're very committed.

We aren't afraid to open our hearts.

We love hard.

And we know. 

We know we are soul mates. 

We know we were meant for one another. 

We know we work, because of who we are... together. 

I tell him this all the time... 

I don't think that any relationship would ever work with me... had it been anyone else. 

No one could ever understand why I do what I do or why I am who I am... except for Pablo. 

And the same goes for him. 

I don't think that anyone else could make things work with him. 

Or put up with him the way I do (not in a bad way). 

That goes both ways.

This is so hard to explain.

Hard to put into words. 

But we get it. 

We've said it so many times to one another.... 

and we both understand. 

No explanation needed... it's us. 

It's who we are. 

It's what we are. 

As cliche as it may sound...

We were placed on earth for one another. 

(yes. you are allowed to break a tear or two... i know: sob fest)

We are perfect for one another. 

There is no one else that I could imagine growing old with. 

No one else I could imagine being the father of my child. 

The grandfather of our grandchildren. 

Rocking on our rocking chairs. 

And sharing memories of past days.

Holding hands while walking the halls of the nursing homes.

Complainig to him about my joints hurting and my mind getting older. 

Yep. That's going to be us. 

And I can't wait for it. 

And that's why... 

We are perfect for one another.

At the end of the day... 

I love him. 

He loves me. 

And we are meant to be.