My wrinkled face,still he loved my grace
My sweaty palm,but still he holded my hand
My absurd reason to meet him,but still he came
For my happiness
My own accord to choose him as my life partner,
But still he loved me infinitely
My half witted attitude,but still he tolerated it
My smile,he laughed.
Hows it?
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