Best. 

I have the best man on my arm.

He might not be the best man to you, but he sure is to and for me. 

He is my mother when I’m studying. My best friend when I’m bitching. My sibling when I’m fighting and the lover I’m always missing. 

He is everything to me. In the most figurative as well as literal sense of the word. 

He makes me happy from thousands of miles away. Imagine what no space between us could do. 

I have the best man on my arm. 

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