It has been a great week or two. No fights, no worries (El7amdolelah), no trouble.
I've never been loved or cared for like that in my life.
I see the love in his eyes, the touch of his hands, his voice whispering in my ears.
And I never loved anyone like I love him.

I woke up on my birthday to find him lying by my side in bed, wishing me happy birthday. And woke up the next morning finding him leaving me a message and a note that he loves me. And went back home from work finding a helium balloon in our room, standing there saying "Happy Birthday".

When he came home, I kept kissing him forever. I was over the moon. It meant a lot to me having such a perfect person in love with me and celebrating with me my first birthday being a wife.