They told me that with time I would start to fret about your every habit that I loved back then. We would fight more often over things we ignored with fun about each other. And I couldn't agree more that relationships age like people . Just like your hand is scarred with lovers you couldn't keep before me, I think mine is scarred too by the chemistry we cannot keep any longer. How is it that every morning I wake up to see you sleeping like a huge bear on my bed and wonder if you could ever care to wake up before me for a day and see what a mess you create with my beautiful linen bedsheets that you thought were extravagant.
And you who thinks it is fine to eat my whole packet of cereals out from the same cereal box that you hated to eat overall in the morning. But with all that you seem so gentle and magnanimous. I hate that about you because you are not at all at the ballpark of magnanimity. How many times did you shout at me for forgetting to feed the dog, when you feed the dog my favourite biscuits instead of the dog biscuits, what a passive aggressive creature you are. You give me lecture on how to make a good soup when you cannot pour a sauce without squeezing it to get thrown on your face and my dress. And yes, you forget to do the laundry too but never forget to give me that silent treatment that your mother did not ask you to do it, even if you dare not speak up to a witchy feminist flying near you all the time. Do you even remember that I hate the flowers you bring on every occasion to put up in the vase and make no mistake they are not favourite of either of us but your ex girlfriend's. But I still keep up with that. Well, Holy crap.
But other than all these things I also cannot help waking up feeling terrible and then looking at the giant bear sleeping beside me like a ferrocious mother who would wake up any second to turn my world upside down but you know what,the best part is I still love you in that moment. I love how you keep up with me, how you don't complain about me doing nothing just because I am reading a novel that had grabbed my attention. Watch animated movies after making me watch your favourite movies back to back. Take me out on unplanned night walks because hey you simply know that no matter how much I show I don't want them, I love them. How I crave for long, attention seeking hugs that you never turn down even if you are half asleep. And you let me be the control freak because you know that keeps me going even if it somewhere derogates you. But that doesn't mean I would look into your eye and think I am the luckiest because hey, why to think when I have to tolerate you.
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