sometimes, he drives me up the wall with his offhand tendencies to pick on the littlest details.
sometimes, he reduces me to tears in exasperation with our too-constant bickering.
sometimes, he makes me want to throttle him when he stubbornly digs his heels in and refuse to concede to logic.
yet.
sometimes, he warms my heart with the smallest gesture that gives away how much he really cares.
sometimes, he awes me with how quickly he catches on, and the extent of his intellect.
sometimes, he makes me just wanna hide in his arms, away from the world.
he flings me high up, though he crashes me down hard.
this man, I heart.
sometimes, he reduces me to tears in exasperation with our too-constant bickering.
sometimes, he makes me want to throttle him when he stubbornly digs his heels in and refuse to concede to logic.
yet.
sometimes, he warms my heart with the smallest gesture that gives away how much he really cares.
sometimes, he awes me with how quickly he catches on, and the extent of his intellect.
sometimes, he makes me just wanna hide in his arms, away from the world.
he flings me high up, though he crashes me down hard.
this man, I heart.
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