Shared appreciation for eachothers sources of happiness

A little story;

He laughed at her joke, her hilarious ways for self-expression always made him smile. They shared adventures far away, hilly roads, broke down buses, odd local foods and sheep on the way, and right in their livingroom- a sofa had to be assembled for movie and pizza nights, the herbs they followed each morning grew taler. The neighbour next door was playing the 12 am bassoon, so they got up and danced as there was nothing else they could do. He loved her spontaneous ways, she loved how he looked at her when she acted this way. All these crazy stories they could tell their children some day, even as they grew older these moments never ended, they stayed just the same.

He loved her for the brightness in her face when she did that which made her happy, it was not his cup of tea, honestly he could not always understand it, but he could appreciate the joy it brought her. He was thankful that she had found herself, he would always support her in holding on to or getting back to that piece of self.

She loved him for the joy she could see in his eyes when he got to do what he loved, it was not a hobby that fitted her- infact she did not understand it, but she enjoyed seeing him happy being himself.

You are you and I am me,
You do not have to understand my interest or be there next to me.
But we can always appreciate eachothers support and company.

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