A Valentine for Tommy

It didn't start off great. There were question marks bouncing around in my head for the first year or so. We met doing She Loves Me. So many showmances have ended as quickly as they began. There was no reason to expect anything different for this one.
He was from Tucson and just out for the show. He seemed a little wild which always attracts me, though probably not in the healthiest way. But Tommy was different because, in addition to his insanity and highly inappropriate humor, he was smart and well spoken. It was fall of 2004, and Bush was about to win his second term. Our cast would sit around on breaks and talk politics, and I was always impressed with how passionately Tommy would convey his thoughts and opinions. He seemed more than a party.
Naturally, when the show ended, I expected we would end as well; but, just a few weeks later, he was back to spend Christmas with me. Why was this guy so interested? After ten years of being single, I didn't get it; and I wasn't sure I wanted to. After all, allowing this to continue would compromise my comfortable bachelorhood. I was not keen on sacrificing the selfish lifestyle I had spent years cultivating. With reservations, I dove in anyway. I met the family which only hooked me even more. It was now apparent how he had become the person he is. I quickly felt part of the family.
Then we had some setbacks. Some betrayals of trust to rock the boat. Events that, in the grand scheme of things, were not too devastating; but I found them the perfect excuse to sabotage the relationship. My commitment-phobic mind went to work on overdrive. Well, darn it if he wasn't ready with his own artillery. My attempts to defeat any chance of a life together were thwarted.
Why was he still around? What could I possibly have to offer? I never thought of myself as much of a catch. Thankfully, he did. I am glad I went along for the ride.
Since then, it has been quite the journey. We have travelled together, worked together and lived together. Fought, laughed, cried, and, God knows, ate and drank together. And every adventure is better with him. I don't even like to see a movie without him for fear I will be affected in some way and not have him there to share it.
Every crazy little desire I have is met with support and encouragement. Because of his urging, I quit my job and committed to an actor's life. I did not achieve stardom, but that wasn't the point. Plus, I am already a star in my own mind. Where do you go from there?
Everything is an adventure with Tommy. We don't just live life together; we embrace and reflect on the experience together. Something I would often forget to do before he came along.
Last year, we were ready for a new adventure. We took the plunge and moved to a brand new city together. A move can be the ultimate test of a relationship. And this wasn't just moving to the next town over; this was a thousand mile move. To a place totally foreign to both of us.
Nothing has caused me to question this move. We have been extremely fortunate to get through the last year without feeling a smidge of doubt. Being unemployed and in a new city might be intimidating to some, but to us it was another fun adventure.
Boo, thank you for the last five years of fun adventures. I am thrilled to see what the next fifty will bring. I love you.