I still remember how amazing the first few weeks of dating felt because it was the first time someone had really felt right - and thought that I felt right too. I'm still slightly amazed by how well Paul and I fit together and how happy I am with him. It was silly, but I had really questioned whether I would ever find a partner I meshed with. It was really just a matter of being patient.
I'm writing this down so I have hard evidence of how happy I am with Paul for the next time he drives me absolutely crazy. Just because he's a good fit doesn't mean he doesn't annoy me, it just means I still want to spend my life with him even if he acts like a weirdo sometimes. That's love for you.