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Let's start with behaviour...... if somebody ask me his behaviour, I'll say, he behaves like a small kid to me. He may act rude outside but deep inside he is a small baby who is starving for love all the way till here.
And if I talk about his mood swings then it will be like...
♡ Sometimes he act as a perfect practical human which is good. But irritating too while I'm being kinky.
♡ sometimes he acts like a dramatic kiddo which makes me to adore him.
♡ sometimes he is like love is in the air. He is not the best romantic human but he is my perfect romantic partner.
But keeping his these mood swings aside.
♡♡He is mature enough to handle me, both with maturity and love at the same time. ♡♡
Isn't it sounds fortunate? to have this kinda mature human with uncertain mood swings.
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•His seasonal mood swings•
sometimes it is silent and pleasant
Just like the cloudy days.Sometimes it is irritating and annoying
Just like the sunny days.Sometimes it is surprising and aggressive
Just like the thunderstorms.Sometimes it is romantic and passionate
Just like the rainy days.♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
•"POEM"•
♡ I am his...! ♡
I am his glass of trust,
He will never break it.
I am his empire of loyalty,
He will never ruin in.I am his petals of peace,
He will never destroy it.I am his garden of comfort,
He will always water it.I am his flower of love,
He will never pluck it off.I am his strength of soul,
He will always empower it.♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
•Weird but blessed!•
Paper boat on watermelon days
Sounds weird?
Okay! So what about,
Sweater on vacations,
Bonfire in summer,
Dry leaves falling in rainy days,
Planting saplings in snow,
Ice water in snowy days,
Weird right?
That's how he is.Hard to understand,
Hard to handle,
Hard to love,
And
Hard to get,
But lucky to have....
And so I am!Thou, he is a bit weirdo and have weird moods at weird times,
I'll love him a bit more everyday.♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
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