storm contained, sunshine boxed, freedom shackled.

someone send me this in an email this morning... i thought i was really sweet and cute.... i reckon its not only meant for girls... but for everyone who is in love.... well, that it for a spin and see if it applies... enjoy your weekend folks!!

Here are a few reasons why guys like girls:

1.

They will always smell good even if its just shampoo

2.

The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder

3.

How cute they look when they sleep

4.

The ease in which they fit into our arms

5.

The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world

6.

How cute they are when they eat

7.

The way they take hours to get dressed but in the end it makes it all worth while

8.

Because they are always warm even when its minus 30 outside

9.

The way they look good no matter what they wear

10.

The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the most beautiful thing on this earth

11.

How cute they are when they argue

12.

The way her hand always finds yours

13.

The way they smile

14.

The way you feel when you see their name on the call ID after you just had a big fight

15.

The way she says 'lets not fight anymore' even though you know that
an hour later....

16.

The way they kiss when you do something nice for them

17.

The way they kiss you when you say 'I love you'

18.

Actually ...
just the way they kiss you...

19.

The way they fall into your arms when they cry

20.

Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly

21.

The way they hit you and expect it to hurt

22.

Then the way they apologize when it does hurt.

(even though we don't admit it)!

23.

The way they say 'I miss you'

24.

The way you miss them

25.

The way their tears
make you want to
change the world
so that it
doesn't hurt her anymore.....
Yet regardless
if you love them,
hate them,
wish they would die
or
know that you would die
without them ...
it matters not.
Because once in your life,
whatever they were to the world
they become everything to you.
When you look them in the eyes,
traveling to
the depths of their souls
and
you say a million things
without trace of a sound,
you know that your own life
is inevitable consumed
within the rhythmic beatings
of her very heart.
We love them for a million reasons,
No paper would do it justice.
It is a thing not of the mind
but of the heart.
A feeling.
Only felt.

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