He was obsessed from the moment he saw you in your literature lecture Junior year of college. He knew your schedules like the back of his hand, and he filled journals of poems and drawings of you. We wasn't creepy, perse... but he definitely wanted you.

And so, he got his wish. At graduation, he introduced himself to you with the most heartfelt letter he's ever written, and it worked. Now, 27 years old, the two of you are married. Turns out patience and watching from afar really works. You couldn't be happier, and neither could he.

After a long night of love, the two of you roll around and cuddle with sweet nothings. Per his nightly routine, he stares at your sleeping self as you close your eyes, running his fingers over your hair most familiarly. "My Honeybee."