I love it when I tell you the shirt you bought so lovingly without me, is just about okay and you rarely wear it again.
When I get up from the bed and you pull over my pillow to keep it under your arm with pure pleasure etched on your countenance.
I love it when sometimes I laugh harder so that I won’t cry and you laugh with me but hold me the next instant.
When I act like a child and you don’t do the same and when I behave too mature, you bring out the child within.
Love it when you ask me what I would like to get on my birthday in a surprise situation.
When you won’t take me to a restaurant again for it is ripping expensive but book me the best of spas on our next vacation.
I love it when you smile, watching me glare at you for over tipping the waiter,
Or when I ask you to take me out and you cannot as you are busy but message ‘I am sorry’, minutes later!
When you call me just like that, just when I am not expecting, just when it is most needed.
I love it how I feel like closing my eyes hearing your sweet nothings and opening them with a brush of your lips on my lids.
When you touch my arm, even when we are among people, for you forget things when my skin is that close.
When I force you to click pictures of me and you smile at my insane pose!
Love it when you never bother to give me a compliment but when I sit down to get even a little self-critical, you vehemently deny it all.
When you forget to switch on the I-pod when you take your I-pod and me for a stroll!
I love it when just by hearing my ‘hello’ on the phone you can make out if I have just got up or caught a cold or if I feel like shouting.
When you pitched in for my policy instalments but just on a whim, made me pay for our movie outing.
I love it when you hold my palm in a crowded place just as nonchalantly as though you are guiding a three-year old and then when I am sick, you grasp my hand sitting by my bed side as tenderly as though you’d be holding a prized trophy.
When I go out of breath yapping about my own stories and stop short and you still ask me to go on for you were enjoying it.
Or when I check out another guy and you say he’s not worth it not because you are jealous but because you think he is not my type.
I love it when I take so long to select between two outfits, ask your opinion and eventually show my inclination towards one and you defend it as the better out of the two.
When I put my head on your shoulder while we watch a movie or when we travel in a plane for I get dizzy.
I love it how you enjoy with my parents even more than I do.
When you bear my friends whom you can’t bear and don’t mind when I don’t do the same for you.
I love it when I fight with you and you make me say sorry in the end and bring me a big chocolate after a tussle sometimes when I refuse to bend!
I love it for I love you!