..::For TM::..

(I call him Mr. Malek and he calls me by my nick name,which is Tisa)

Have I said much about the man I love?

I was only sixteen when i fell in love with him, but he was not aware of my existence then.

Tanzil Malek still does not know how every page of every copy I owned had his name written all over it.

I did tell him once, but I'm sure he has forgotten that the love calculator shows 'rubaiyat loves tanzil 100%'

I don't tell him how I cuddle and kiss my cell phone that has his picture on its screen because he may laugh.

I don't think he pays attention to the fact that my entire world lights up every time he smiles.

He has not yet noticed my collection of empty and cleaned packets of all the crisps that he has ever bought me.

.........He and I are different, and this is what i value the most about us. He may not pay much heed to the minute things I have mentioned above, but he knows me through and through.

He is strict

He is stubborn

He is calculative

But for me he does all the things that he would never have done otherwise.

He listens patiently when I have a screaming spell.

He fulfilled every weird desire i have ever expressed till date.

He lets me call him by all the mushiest of mushy names i can think of, even though it gives him the goosebumps.

And he loves me just the way i need to be loved.

No matter how much I say about the man i love, it will never be enough to fully express all that he means to me...

...He means a lot more than love and a little less than worship.