 | I’m more touched when you actually show that you care in the little things than when you tell me you love me.
Like, when you pressed your forehead against mine and thought I was having fever, looking a little worried.
How, when you know I was gonna have bread for dinner, you won’t allow me to, and insisted to pack dinner for me even though I wasn’t gonna accompany you.
How, you were having a tummy ache yourself and you’d still reply me to not overwork myself and telling me you’re with me. =` )
How, when a simple text message of asking if you could give me a lift to school, would have you tell me you’re gonna sleep soon and reminding me not to get stressed.
I know I always do get stressed… and I’m glad you are not sick of it. Instead, you accept me for who I am.
How, when I said I was gonna have dinner with T, and don’t need you to pick me though you were already on your way, that you asked, “You sure ah, he’s going to pick you up and send you home after that?” =)
How, when you knew I was feeding on four cups of coffee in less than 24 hours’ time, you warned me not to take it anymore, telling me how amateurish I was and joking that you were more professional.
How, we tickled each other in the living room, and had fun together like kids.
I love you =) |  |