
Sitting on the comfy blue sofa placed on one corner of the bedroom with my eyes glued to the TV, you walked in, with your pink T-shirt and black shorts, looking perfect, who knew pink looked so good on men, walked over to me, dropping kisses on my cheeks and lips, you pull out a chocolate and handed over to me. "I saw the tiktok reel you sent and got you this from the store."
It's always the little but not so little things.
Just like that, you always come home with chocolates for me. You listen to me, and you hear me, even on days I can't find my words. You came to me when I wasn't searching and showed me that love can be as beautiful as my imaginations.
Loving me just how I have always needed to be loved, and you do so effortlessly and kindly. If I were to hop on a time machine and go back in time to when we first met, I wouldn't have done anything differently.
To love and be loved? It's a beautiful feeling. ❤️



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