Maybe it's just me, but the random, silly things people do for one another are usually what really represents their feelings. Their personal quirks are what makes me laugh, smile, cry and melt.
To be with someone is to know them so well that nothing they do on a day to day basis is really a surprise to you. And yet, for that extra special occasion, to be surprised by a quirk you never knew of, or one she'd just thought of, it brings you both back to life and once again you realise that it's all worthwhile.
I miss having that to look forward to. I miss having that special connection with someone and feeling like they accept you through the knowledge of your most spectacular failures. Most of all though, I miss making her happy.
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