Saturday 30 March 2013

26 Things That A Perfect Guy Would Do

26 Things That A Perfect Guy Would Do... (Why 26... well.. my birthday s on the 26th! Thats why! ;) )


1. Know how to make you smile when you are down.
2. Try to secretly smell your hair,  but you always notice.
3. Stick up for you, but still respects your independence.
4. Give you the remote control during the game.
5. Come up behind you and put his arms  around you.
6. Play with your hair.
7. His hands always find yours.
8. Be cute when he really wants something.
9. Offer you plenty of massages.
10. Dance with you, even if he feels like a dork.
11. Never run out of love.
12. Be funny, but know how to be serious.
13. Realize he's being funny when he  needs to be serious.
14. Be patient when you take forever to get ready.
15. React so cutely when you hit him and it actually hurts.
16. Smile a lot.
17. Plans a romantic date full of  cheesy things he wouldn't normally like to do, just because he knows it means a lot to you.
18. Appreciate you.
19. Help others out.
20. Drive 5 hours just to see you for 1.
21. Always gives you a peck on the cheek when you depart from each others company, even when his friends are watching.
22. Sing, even if he can't.
23. Have a creative sense of humor.
24. Stare at you.
25. Call for no reason.
26. Quit smoking, chewing, drinking,  or drugs - just because he loves u that much to quit it.
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No.. I dont do Mills & Boons.. But there's a girl inside all of us who loves to be treated like a princess.. :)

Sunday 3 March 2013

Things Change

He couldn't smile. Even though he was sitting right there. In the very same place. In her arms. He was so close. His eyes, poring into hers. Looking for something. Anything. He hadn't been so close to her in three years.

Three years.

Three years back, his  head was all messed up. It was a mistake. A genuine mistake. But this was it. He had to, had to mend it. They both were broken, but they could fix this. He did believe it. Three years had put a lot in perspective. A LOT. He had changed so much. And this change was for good. He was a better person. Sorted, focused.

All he knew now was that he couldn't bear living without her. She was his everything. And he had to win her back. He knew she'd love the changed him. Love him just like three years back.

Damnit! Couldn't he have been like this, then?

But this, this isn't about the past. It was about the future.Why was she not saying anything? He had told her everything. He held her hand. Squeezed it ever so gently.

She looked away from him. A silent tear escaped her eye. Taking in a deep breath she looked back at him. The eyes looking into his felt alien. She said, gently holding his hand, a lump in her throat, 'I'm sorry. I am not in love with  you.' He insisted, 'Why?' He knew there was no one else. He knew she loved him, insanely. He knew she cared for him. What the hell was wrong about this? Why for god's sake couldn't she love him back? He persisted, 'Things change love. I've changed.'

And that was it. She couldn't hold back. Something snapped and she just broke down. All she could manage to say was 'Exactly damnit! Things change.'