(mush alert!)
at the risk of sounding like every other besotted dolt in history: i love him.
i love the way he looks when he smiles, the way he eats his bak kut teh (cleans off the meat and then leaves the bones back in the soup. i don't understand why), the way his hair stands up in different angles like his head'd just been the battleground of two mini typhoons -
his skinniness i now think of as sleekness and his mathematical eptitude, patience and analytical mind makes me take my hat off to him. i positively melt whenever he pulls me close, when he smiles into my eyes or when he does the manja thing. he makes me blush to the tips of my toes.
it's easy to be in love with a person like that, don't you think?
i find no shame in singing him praises and giving him my adoration. his humility and being shyly loving makes him even more deserving of all of these.
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