I am the luckiest girl in the world.

I have a boyfriend. The best boyfriend.

He is so supportive.

He surprises me at work and tells me that everything is fine. He gets me flowers and reminds me that everything will be okay. No matter how much stress I’m under, he always tries to make sure that I’m doing okay.

I have the best boyfriend.

He always treats me with respect.

He talks to me as an equal. He never looks down on me in any condescending way whatsoever. He respects me for what I have to say and he always listens. Always.

I have the best boyfriend.

He never snaps at me when he’s annoyed. He maintains a cool, calm composure and rational thinking. He is so understanding. I’ve never met someone with so much empathy before in my life.

I have the best boyfriend.

He never lets his ego get in the way.

He knows, that his girlfriend is always right. And he always gives her a chance to speak and understand where she’s coming from. He never cuts her off or refuses to listen to what she has to say.

I have the best boyfriend.

He takes me to dinner to places where the view is brilliant. He doesn’t do this often but he knows its important to do so every once in a while. Making his girlfriend happy is one of his priorities.

I have the best boyfriend.

He tells me that I’m never annoying.

He never fails to tell me how wonderful I am. Telling me nice things is so simple, so easy for him. He never gets annoyed with me. And he knows that I try my best. (To not be annoying.)

I have the best boyfriend.

He always has my best interests at heart.

Always wondering if I need a ride home, if there’s anything he can do to help. Because he knows that I’d do the same for him.

I have the best boyfriend.

He meets me up for lunch while I’m at work. He tells me I’m the best thing. He is the best thing.

I think to myself, how great it is that he knows. That he knows that I am the best thing. Because I try. I try my best to be supportive. To shut up when he’s feeling stressed. To always ask what I can do. To always try to be the best.

I wonder if he thinks about these things. I wonder if he thinks about trying to be the best for me. I doubt he puts much thinking into this though. (But no doubt, he does a whole lot of thinking about other things. More important stuff of course.)