|Just when you thought everything’s fine,
everything will be better…
I think I have to talk about him.
…because since I first saw him, I haven’t stopped talking about him. Haha.
I like him.
I like it when the maximum size of his small eyes is just as big as my just-woke-up-eyes. I like his laugh and how he makes me laugh (all the time). I like that he likes Banana Pancakes, just like me. I like that he doesn’t eat much of the only food I’m allergic of- Shrimp. I like it that he doesn’t get mad when I wake him up. I like the way he holds my hand while walking. Though I hate that he doesn’t like my red-orange lipstick, I like it when he says, “You look better without any make up at all.” I like it when he listens to my non-stop stories and when he makes me listen to what he talks about. I like it when we put 5 to 7 pieces of marshmallows in our mouths and eat jellies at night. I like slow dancing with him and when he does his different dance steps. I like how he manages to entertain all my friends and make them love him (I think he’s too charming because of his “stowies” and very big eyes). I like it that he appreciates stars and can go home with sand and mud in his shorts and head. I like it when he understands me and he laughs at my joke. I like his tackiness and how he asks me out for dinner. I like it when he says “I like you.” I like that he doesn’t text, call or email me when he’s working. I like his discipline, professionalism and optimism. I like our tacky yet sensible conversations. I like his passion to live life to its fullest and how he always chooses to be happy. I like that he plans ahead but can be spontaneous and random. I like how he says “Really,” “Sorry,” “Story” (Maybe that’s why he calls me Cy instead of Cyra). I like how he shares his childhood, family life, love life and views about everything. I like how he helps me understand our cultural and individual differences. I like how he sings “Ah..o-oh-oh.” I like how he treats me with “world-class hospitality”. I like how he lets me reveal the “kid” in me like nobody does. I like how he appreciates and values everything.
I can talk about a million things I like about him and make this blog much longer…
But I know that I don’t need to that because everyone knows that this time, though it’s just too good to be true, I’ll not say NO to this one… I know that I deserve him and I’m genuinely happy to have him.
Amen to “Patience is a virtue.”
It was a happy accident and I’m just a lucky girl (I know everybody is! You just have to know what you deserve).