When was the last time you said "I love you" I demanded to know. He stared at my face with blank expression and went back to the football game. I wondered if I did just ask what I asked or imagined it all. Am sure he blames me till date that some random Chelsea player missed the pass then !!
Nevertheless I got persistent and that meant I want to know what I need to know. I plonked myself on our favorite spot on the couch. Which i realized was empty in spite of me not in the room, strange. He continued to watch the TV undeterred in spite of my killer stares. When it was half time of the game he puts on my fave channel to say here baby you can watch for 15 minutes till the game starts again. I could feel the fumes coming out of my head by now. Enough said I stormed back to my room. I sneaked a glance behind to see if he is coming after me but no.
I sat on the bed almost in tears pondering did marriage change him so much? He is always been the quiet inexpressive kind but now he is become insensitive too, I muttered. He is the same guy I am so crazy in love with..did it change for him through these years? My thought wandered back to the time when he first held my hand. He still does so that my clumsy two feet don't make me fall. He still calls my mommy -Aunty, I protested but isn't he the same guy who rushes first when she is not well. The last time she was hospitalized he was there early morning with a soup he made and fed her with his own hands. He had promised my mother that he will always love and care for her only daughter. But am sure he doesn't remember all that now, I came back from my thought. The last time I was sick and for all the other times too I was, he is been by my side. He has cooked and tried to keep the house clean. He's fussed over me wearing those heels but when the feet have been sore and the back-pain hurt, his were those comforting hands which gave me a rub. All right but he still doesn't listen I argued. Yet I always got those gifts without asking for them. How i wondered. (jeez) . The candles in our home are always lavender. The car stereo always plays my favorite songs, the aircon is set to the temperature I am comfortable with.
Oh good Lord I pondered.. Was I demanding or do I dominate him too much?? He always lets me choose the movies we watch, side of the bed I want to sleep on. If I hogged on the comforter he sleeps without one and says its alright I am not feeling that cold. If I am running late for work he would drop me even if it was out of his way and call me after work if he could pick me up to spend those few extra minutes with me. But he is so messy with things in the house, everything is everywhere. And his self proclaimed witty retort to it.. "As long as you are with me I don't need to know where to find everything else". He never is too happy with the clothes I wear and yet every morning relies on me to choose his clothes to work. He works late at office and calls me to say please sleep don't wait up. Yet he will never open the door with his key when he gets back home because he knows I will be up waiting. The sparkle in his eyes is a give -away he knew I wouldn't sleep till he is back. He gives in to my silliest of whims and stands tall in our darkest hour. He is the best father our child could ask for.
Whilst lost in my thought how he always makes me smile no matter how angry I get and is always the first one to say sorry no matter who erred. A tiny tear drop streaked my cheek. I wanted to rush to hug him tight. As i turned around I see him with a cup of tea in his hand. He said "I was in the kitchen making tea for you but why are you so quiet" he asked. I replied "nothing much. Well then my game is started, can I go back he pleaded " Chelsea is playing good baby" I told him you go ahead I will be with you in a while.
As I followed him after a while, my place on the couch was still empty as he sat on the chair opposite it. As I walked in the room he drew the curtain to avoid sun glare, which I so don't like.
I got comfortable on the couch sipping the tea trying my best to enjoy the game. He screamed yessss......... and hugged me tight. "Chelsea won, Love you babe"!!
I made a note in my head- your man may not remember when he last said he loved you because he never forgets to love you no matter what.
I smiled coy and said to self" I love you too sweetheart forever and for always".
Actions speak louder than words.. I hear that!!!!
Psssst-- Loud & Clear Now
