reasons

What makes me fall in love with you?

Your smile, which never fails to brighten up even my gloomiest day…

Your little acts of kindness that warms up my heart and soul…

Your mind, which spices up conversations no matter how mundane and trivial it may be.

Your chivalry, which makes me feel like a real lady…

Your brown eyes that reflect a love that’s deep and true…

Your hand that holds my heart…

Your arms that hug me through night and day.

Your shoulders as my pillow and source of comfort…

The pair of lips that whispers my name and says the words that keeps me going every single day…

And the list goes on………..Baby, every day I find a reason to love you even more… : )

that stupid smile... : )

How do I write about someone so… so special… so wonderful, when every adjective that I think of pales in comparison? I tried to write about him so many times, I sit in front of the pc and think of him… of us, and every time, my heart swells up like a shiny red balloon… I float and my mind floats away with me… so I sit idly, resting my fingers on the keyboard while a stupid smile crawls on my face.

You know what a stupid smile is? It’s a smile that’s glued on your face...it feels as if invisible hands are pulling your lips apart and stretches it from ear to ear... A smile that nothing and nobody could take off. A smile that doesn’t really make you feel stupid, but otherwise. A smile that appears even while you’re watching a sad and sappy movie… A smile that’s there, even when you’re all soaked up and suffering from hypothermia. A smile that stays on, even when your temperature soars sky high or when your nose runs…A smile that never sleeps whenever you dream, and a dreamy smile whenever you wake up…

He painted that smile on my face, and only he can wipe it away. As I’ve said, he turned my upside down world to its right side in. When he came, I learned the difference of experiencing happiness and being joyful. Watching a good movie makes me happy, but watching it with him is pure joy. Sipping coffee with him makes the coffee sweet like no other. Looking into his eyes is like looking at my own reflection… a reflection of the purest love…

So I sit here with my eternal smile, managing to write only a few lines... because words… I know, are just words. My hands rest on the keyboard and the stupid smile stays glued on my face.