[M4F] Shouldn't I Be Less In Love With You?

Shouldn't I Be Less In Love With You?
written by Cardlin
Synopsis: A man realizes that, after many long years of being with his woman, he is still very much in love with her.
Tags: M4F, Romantic, L-Bombs, Introspection

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Mmn... g'morning, sleepyhead. Hehe, I didn't leave you, I decided to let you sleep in. You were, ahem, pretty exhausted after last night. Me? No, I've no idea what you're talking about. I was wide awake and ready for mo-Mmn... (kissing noises) ...kettle's on the stove, love, in case you wanted tea. Otherwise, that pot of coffee is still pretty fresh.

(Inwardly) [Aand, bend over the counter to reach your mug... mmnf... damn that looks nice. That robe looks good on you, babe. Best gift idea ever or what?]

Breakfast? I might've went a little bananas. We've got corned beef hash on the counter, tocino on the stove; it's that sweet meat you said you liked last time, and there should be enough waffle batter leftover by the iron thing for 2 more waffles or so. Yeah, well... maybe I needed to regain my energy after last night. (Inwardly) [God, that look... it kills me.] Don't give me that look! You know what you did, young lady. Eugh, I'm not THAT old. Whatever! Brat.

Hmm? Oh, just flipping through Facebook and imgur, catching up on the internets. No, this is orange juice; you know I don't do coffee or tea, I just made it thinking you might. And because that smile, that one right there? Because that one is well worth the extra effort. Haha, no problem, sweetheart. Anything for my babydoll.

(Inwardly) [I wonder... does your heart still race when you hear that? I know mine still soars when I say that. That's horribly corny, I know, but I still get tingles when I call you these petnames... and, by the look on your face, I think maybe you still do, too. Is that... Am I... are we silly? Given all the time that's past, is it silly for us to still feel the way we do about each other? God knows our friends certainly didn't this long in their relationships... statistically speaking, we're a complete anomaly. After all this time, shouldn't I start to grow feelings for another, shouldn't you confess to some sordid fling, shouldn't these feelings wane and our minds wander? Shouldn't I be less in love with you?]

(Inwardly continued) [Yet, I look at you... and my knees go weak, my mouth goes dry, my heart melts, and my mind goes blank. Other times, I look at you and... I can climb a mountain, my mouth won't run out of words, my heart soars and my mind races a mile a minute. Other times still, I look at you, I hear your voice, I smell your scent... and my heart goes still, my mind goes silent, and my body is calm. How you manage to do that still, with just a look, is so much more than just magic... time's ruled out puppy love, and logic, well... logic fails me. I look at you and I still see what I saw back then: forever.]

Hmm? Staring? I'm not STARING, I'm just... I got lost in my thoughts. Wouldn't you, if you saw someone as beautiful as I do? (Chuckles) No, you don't. Strikingly handsome, maybe, but as beautiful as you? No one looks that good.

(Inwardly) [Roll your eyes all you want; it's still true. It's not even just the big things, either, like those tantalizing pools you call eyes or those achingly tasty-looking cherries you call lips. It's in the little things... the way your nose twitches when you smirk, or the way the corners of your mouth curl around your fork when you eat. It's the way your shoulders slump around me, like you're finally not so tense... it's the way your hair falls in your face in the mornings like this, and when you look up at me... just like that, you look like an anime character. It's the way you bounce your knees when you're bored, it's the way you roll your eyes when I'm corny... it's the look of concern when I sigh, it's the way you smile when you sing and you think I'm not around... it's the way you clam up when you realize I am. It's the way how, sometimes, when you realize I'm there and that I'm watching... you sing even louder, no matter how red it makes you.]

(Inwardly continued) [It's the way your lips move, pushing and pulling with each word, that make me still ache for you. Wait, talking. You're talking. Shit shit shit... what? Oh.] I wouldn't rather be any other place, babe.

Hmm? What do you- oh, wait, what did you ask? I know, I know, I'm sorry! I'm just so... scattered, sometimes. Now, what did you ask? Oh, "what am I going to do today?" I thought you said "I'm spending the day with you today". Well, I've got that thing this afternoon, but... it can wait. No, really; he'll be in town for a few weeks still, and... besides, I'm in the mood to spoil you. What can I say, I'm just... feeling appreciative. And I mean it this time; let me buy you things. Something nice, something you'll like. Something you've wanted. (Chuckles) Mmn, baaaaby... you've already got me. You pay for me everyday by just... being here. Still. After all this time. C'mere... right in my lap. This is where you belong, right? I'm yours... and you're mine. (Chuckles) You're damned right you are. Mmn... now then... where are we going first, my love?

(Inwardly) [Shouldn't I be less in love with you? No.]