It's okay that you're too humble to broadcast that to every stranger on the Internet and in the flesh. There's no shortage of people in your life who'd rush to do it for you, because you're surrounded by friends and family who love you. You can't help it; you're compassionate and reflexively kind and this compels you to improve the world around you, be it in big ways, or small ways that only matter to a single person. The way that you brighten and enrich the lives of those around you has earned you the devotion of people you'd describe as the best friends anyone could have.
Life is good. You're happy. You've worked hard to get where you are and what you want. That includes relationships. You've given thought to the kind of relationship you want, how to build it, and consciously grown into the kind of woman who deserves a remarkable pairing. You're fun, playful, bright, and well-read, equally comfortable trading trash talk across a ping pong table as you are trading intellectual insights over a dimly lit dinner table as we share a sumptuous meal. Hold my hand across the table when it's just us, or underneath when we're in company, and share that secret look that's just for us. Joke with me. Punch me in the arm when I tease you, or tell me to shut up and then kiss me to make sure I do.
We’ll grow a coupling steeped in passion and compassion, where we share each other our joys and our discoveries, and develop the kind of quiet, loving comfort where our greatest communication might be in our shared stillness. This is the gift we will give each other, and we both know enough to know that creating this kind of lifelong happiness requires, time, care, nurturing… and the occasional gallon of ice cream.
I have two spoons.
You want a taste?