Yes, you.

Heh. Short one here.

Just a post to let you know…

I am grateful for your immense patience as you sat through my laments when I returned on Sunday.

I am thankful for the endless assuring cuddles.

I am overwhelmed by the ceaseless soothing kisses.

I am touched by the 3 hours phone call last night till this early morning.

Despite my distracted mind, it was one of the most enjoyable calls I ever had.

I am appreciative of your efforts to cheer me up.

I am relieved by your constant concern though you didn’t have to.

I am soothed by your tightening grasps.

I am really grateful for your presence.

A friend who was there. And everything more.

The pair of hands that dipped me deeper into your embrace when it was cold and uncertain.

The lips that pecked my forehead.

For your insistence to stay up just to cheer me up.

That baby voice that cracked me up when you chirped, ‘Hello sweetie!’ or gave a petty ‘Hmphf!’.

Those lame jokes that didn’t make sense, but were said just to take my minds off the loads.

For making the headache go away.

That tranquilizing, comforting intimacy.

For holding my hand tight and close to your chest.

I didn’t have to say much and you would somehow understand(or pretend to, muahaha).

You didn’t understand why females are so emotional, but you accepted it that way.

Your patience is admirable, you know?

That tender, sweet, babyish side. How cool.

For everything.

You were tired, but you dragged your arse out just because I was hungry, and had a harsh, emotional day.

Such a sweetie.

Now, stop your ego from inflating a tad too much, will ya? Before you spontaneously combusted from that.

And no, I ain’t gonna thank you for all the kinky stuffs. Not in this post, anyway.

*Hug*

*Muack*

Gee. So mushy.

Oh, just in case you are too much a himbo to realise…

Yes, it’s you, Mr SBB.