Every day poses a novel experiment. What is it about you that I like so much? The first year of these tests and trials, of course, comes up with the usual, conventional answers: your smile, our common interests, our big event memories, the whole knowing each other process. The second year is riff with maybe more intimate observations: the confidence you instill in me when I am lacking, your ability to take care of me when my energy is poured elsewhere or just the slow process of finding out that this person really does just fit with you.
But lately, I think I've come closer to the heart of it. Its your ability-- somehow, someway-- in a crowded room, your one look, can make me feel perfectly happy. Perfectly content in my own skin. Its because you're able to show me what I look like in your eyes. And through my faults, through our flaws, through all of it...knowing, sensing, and seeing that how you make me feel is mirrored in how I make you feel. That is, just at the heart of all of this.
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