This Kind Of Love.

It was cold outside. Her bare feet looked just perfect as she stepped off the bed, silently getting out of the blanket not waking her guy up. She was happy, happier than she could've wanted to be. She stepped out of the room and walked straight to the kitchen. With that perennial smile on, she took a pan and put the tea to boil. In another, she cooked some noodles, steamy and spicy. She put the two cups of tea and noodles in a tray and marched back to the bedroom.
Her guy was right there, still asleep. He had never looked so perfect. His hair was a mess, he had one of his arms over the pillow which looked like he was hugging it. He looked like this two year old child who is fast asleep on a cold winter morning. She, on tHeother hand, slipped into his shirt which hung on the back of the bathroom door. Placing the tray on the bedside table, she sat on one side of the bed, gazing at him in amazement. She couldn't understand how she had never noticed how perfect her man is. The thought that he was all hers, for life, made her face light up like a christmas tree. Everything was falling into the perfect spot, and this was her life, beyond perfect. She kissed his forehead and whispered a 'good morning' into his ears. He rubbed his hands against his eyes, and replied 'morning love'.
He struggled through the blanket and finally triumphed and got out of it. As he sat on the bed she said,'I made us breakfast honey'. He said not a word, just hugged her hard, with immense love flowing through all of him. He had a million things to say ,but no words seemed to perfectly describe his emotions. As she rest her face upon his shoulder, it was something different.
It was like, she could die without any regrets in that moment. Interrupting the silence that had caught hold of the room, he said,'I shall never let go of you. I wish to spend each night just like the last, and wish that every morning be just as perfect. O Man! I love you so freaking much'. She felt ecstacic. It was the guy she had circled all her life, hopes, dreams and everything around and he wanted her just as bad as she did. All words were fooled into silence, just the eyes did the talking. They sat down, everything was quiet. As they finished their breakfast, she hugged him back. 'I love you',she said. It was not just of that moment, the perfection. But of every moment they spent together thereafter. That was the beauty of their love, it was ever-growing and everlasting.