Seven Years

Seven years of reading your mind, which is fun.

Seven years of you reading my mind, which isn't.

Seven years of getting to know you, 'cause I married you so damn quick.

Seven years of being myself. That's seven years more than I'd done it before.

Seven years of knowing someone's got my back.

Seven years of "Yep, I married a farmer."

Seven years of having somewhere, always, to rest my head.

Seven years of hugs.

Seven years of twinkling eyes.

Seven years of compromise.

Seven years of faded Levis.

Seven years of entwined nights.

Seven years of tequila and beer.

Seven years of career support.

Seven years of never hearing I told you so, even though you told me so.

Happy anniversary. Look what what we did!