dear you.
thanks for picking me up and sending me off. the days spent with you have been the reason for this smile on my face. how amazing, the feeling i have when i’m with you. and though i may question our past a lot and get moody if you don’t provide me with the answers i want to hear, you didn’t even need to raise an eyebrow or show discontentment: you easily let it slip through me. and you know to just let me realize how foolish i am.
i wish i didn’t fall asleep and left you alone to be bored. yet, you did not complain. i wish i would have enjoyed your choir practice session and be amused at your bass-tone voice. instead i sulked in boredom. and still, you were not discouraged and continued in your efforts to make me happy.
i may sometimes forget why i am with you but when i’m with you, i’m somehow reminded that: you may not be the best-looking, may not be indian, may not be strong or muscular but you understand the difficulty of loving someone like me. you know how to be patient with my ways, you know how to give me rather appropriate treatments, accordingly. you simply know me. you humbly attend to me. and no other guy (indian or the hot-looking fella that just passed us by) could ever provide me with the love that you have for me.
so thank you. and hey, i ♥ you too.
Sweet la u.... I miss u anne @@
awwwwwwwwww so sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeet
teehee XD just felt like expressing some lurrrve :P ♥ leeyi, stop missing me and COME BACK AND MEET ME!!!!!!