Friday, June 4, 2010 | 1:20:00 PM | 0 comments
Baby,
I love you.
I love your tediousness.
I love your massage skills.
I love when you cooked for me.
I love how we snatched blankets.
I love watching movies with you.
I love the way you take care of me.
I love when you turn my frown upside down.
I love how you hug me tightly and fall asleep.
I love the way you tolerate my attitude in silence.
I love using the 'brilliant' method in waking you up.
I love snuggling in your bed with your warm hugs around me.
I love when you actually make an effort in making me feel happy.
I love when we’re riding in your bike and you hold my hand in yours.
I love when we have endless conversations about life, love and everything else in between.
I love when we’re watching serials together in bed and you suddenly say ‘Baby, you look so pretty today’.
I love when you kiss my forehead, my cheek, my nose, my lips and tell me you love me.
I love when you carry me. I love when we talk about our past with different people.
I love when you tickle me in bed. I love how I have to beg you from stopping.
I love when you wipe my tears away. I love when you hold my hands.
I love the times we spend time together doing something together.
I love when you sacrifice your sleep to accompany me.
I love when you order me to do the dishes.
I love the way you kiss me goodnight.
I love eating pepperlunch with you.
I love when you give in to me.
I love when you fetched me.
I love when I’m with you.
