I really love my boyfriend. There is a good reason why. One of many is the following:
He obliges me. Constantly. Some may think this is silly, but I don’t. I do things for him, he does things for me. He puts up with my crazy antics, my silly thoughts & my wacko photographs of us.
I also put up with his neurotic cleanliness of his fingers (he hates touching food with his hands).
I love you, hot stuff.