Monday, 02 August 2010 at 12:53.
I love it when someone goes out of his way to make my life a little better. It’s just so nice of him.
I love it when a door opens magically, and I just have to step through.
I love it when I can dress up and go out, and be myself and be adored for it.
I love it when I can be extravagant and someone looks fondly on.
I love it when there is no need for me to take the public transport.
I love it when I don’t even ask for help, and things just happen.
I love it when it is a pleasure for someone to please me.
I love it when I do not have to carry my burdens, when someone is happy to take care of them for me.
I love it when life becomes a little simpler because I do not have to care so much about it for a few moments.
I love it when I become the center of the universe, even if for just a second, and he makes it feel like eternity.
I love it when I get to say what I want to say, and someone is listening.
I love it when I need to not get up and get coffee, because he thought of getting it first.
I love it that he thinks of me. Always me, first.
I love it. Somehow, ‘it’ never turns into ‘you’.