James and I have been married for two weeks and one day.
I love him more every day.
He leaves drawers and cupboards open every chance he gets.
I follow him through each room and shut them all.
He gets frustrated that I don't have an organizing system for my mail.
I'll sit with him and go through it all.
Our married life isn't much different then when we were dating.
After being together for over three and a half years,
we haven't gotten sick of each other yet.
I love coming home and having him there.
I love being able to fall asleep with him next to me.
I love the love.
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