I'm a little behind the clock this morning than our usual sundays because the movie that he chose last night was a major disappointment for both of us, so we decided to watch our favourite marvel fiction, just for compensation. I love to see how his bold personality comes down crashing in tears everytime ironman quotes " i love you 3000", and he repeats the dialogue looking at me with his teary eyes, but
Hell he don't even know, no binary numbers can ever justify how much i love him.
I'm staring at him while sipping my coffee right through our balcony, he's still asleep. He's precious when he's sleeping
It's 10am now Breakfast is ready and he has fallen asleep even after wishing me good morning in his cranky voice, thrice. I'm reading the daily, as i hear footsteps approaching me. He's up, finally.
we've been together since 7 years, but my heart still sways like a little girl everytime he is closer to me. .
He loves sundays, not because he gets to rest, but, because he gets to see me cooking for him without complaining. We had a deal, sunday brunches are under my expertise if he agrees to go on a walk with me in the evening.
Balcony is our favourite place to chill, while i am busy with my daily newspaper, he loves scrolling through memes that are pathetically non sarcastic.
He reads them to me and waits for my reaction.
I'm supposed to laugh, on not so laughable jokes. .
We have been through thicks and thins together. We have seen each other evolving into persons we once aspired to be. We never thought what'd come next, where would our relationship go, since we are too busy building our lives and managing work. And maybe that's why we are in a good space.
All we know is,that i am there for him when his sail ain't smooth, and he is there for me when waves get rough. We share laughs, we share tears. Hell we even share our pizza sometimes . . Continued in comment section. .
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