You ask me, "do I look fat
in these jeans?" when it is
impossible to look fat in
your genes. You hate
being cold, yet you are
thrilled when it is chilly
enough to wear your 
favorite fluffy socks.
You don't care what we
eat, but your face lights
up when I suggest the
type of food you were
craving. You often say
"fine" with a disdain in
your voice that tells me
things are far from ok.
You seem incapable of
taking a coplient,
but I notice you blush
when I tell you how you
shine. You are perpetually
late, but always sofa-king
worth the wait. And I could
find these things a little
annoying, ut I don't. I find
them all quite endearing.
Bottom line, I am so glad I
found you on this big blue
marble we are spinning o.
No ifs, ands, or buts.