he listens....

i don't know how i got into an arguement with syafiq that day. i feel so guilty.
when we talk about it and when we patch things up later that day, it makes me feel even more guilty.

i realise that he listens to me...yup, every little thing i said. sometimes i even forgotten what i've said but he keeps it in his heart and tries to fulfil it.

for example, when my heels broke, i told him that the shoes means alot to me and i couldnt find a replacement coz it is last season, but he somehow manages to find me 1, it's just that the size wont fit (i don't blame him, i have big feet).

when i told him i wish to own a big comfy bean bag ( i was just saying it, not important actually), he went searching hi and low for a bean bag and finally he got me a very big beany bag from British India and the best part is, it is in green, my favourite.

he knows what i like and what i don't like(in very specific way). he knows how i like my food to be served, how picky i am towards food, etc. and most importantly, he knows from the top till the bottom, from the inside out of me.

why am i so blind and why am i so stupid...i always doubted him. i feel so useless and like i said for so many berzillion times, he is too perfect for me.
sometimes i thought to myself that i dont deserve a guy like him.

i am truely glad that he listens all this while and i have to admit that im falling deeper and deeper for him each day.