dedication for *gallant

for *gallant

Thank you darling, for reaching over to hold my hand from across the study table (and for rubbing them warm too when the digits are most frosty).

I appreciate your constant glances across the table too, at almost every sneeze, cough, sigh, frown or rub of my tummy that elicits your most caring gaze and inquiry of my wellbeing.

The wonderful pre-post exam message, goodnight wishes, hugs and kisses and being there to shoulder what's left of me quivering, sobbing and in my utmost despair.

Silly me for ever doubting your affections. Despite me being at my weakest and most stupid, with all ugly temperaments, eye bags, sallow skin and pimple scarred skin that I bothered not even the slightest to hide, I've never been more convinced of your love.

And selfish, selfish me. I didn't even have to worry about you. It was all about me.

That makes me one very lucky girl.

Darling, you're still perfect to me (version 1.1, that is).

I love you, always.