Every time we fight, I find another part of you that fits perfectly with me.
In these past four and half years, we have fought... a lot, but every time I found something more about you, that I love.
I love you baby, and I don't want you to be anyone, but Ashley.
What I'm tryin to say is... fight with me... Argue, disagree, and care.
Care about what I say, care about my opinions and get mad, get mad at me. Get mad when you feel like I don't agree with you.
Be yourself, because if you were anyone else, you wouldn't be my perfect partner.
Like two lego pieces or puzzle pieces, where a lot of the space between them are equal, in fact most of the space is exactly equal/
But the parts that keep the pieces together are the parts that aren't equal. When one goes in, the other goes out. Where one goes one way, the other goes the other way.
Baby, that's like us. A lot of the things in our life, in fact, most of it, we agree on. It's the little differences, where I go one way and you go the other, those little differences are what keep us together.