Sometimes the things which make you happy don't make sense, and they don't have to.
I can't explain the giddy little pleasure of thumb-wrestling with you after watching a local film on arm wrestling. Or trying out food at a new and good eatery together. Or the way we jostle to have the dominant thumb on top while holding hands.
Or just being with you, next to you.
I don't understand the dumb incredible luck of meeting you, and I didn't realise there's no limit to feeling happy.
Everyday is a new opportunity to learn something more about you and with you.
Everyday you make me smile.
I can't explain the giddy little pleasure of thumb-wrestling with you after watching a local film on arm wrestling. Or trying out food at a new and good eatery together. Or the way we jostle to have the dominant thumb on top while holding hands.
Or just being with you, next to you.
I don't understand the dumb incredible luck of meeting you, and I didn't realise there's no limit to feeling happy.
Everyday is a new opportunity to learn something more about you and with you.
Everyday you make me smile.
2 Comments:
Someone better keep her tethered. ;)
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Davester, at 9:47 AM
erk! gah! return of the saccharine stuff! get it off me it's sticking for good!ahhhhhh! drowning in it! :p
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