We get old and get used to each other.

We think alike. We read each others minds.

We know what the other wants without asking. Sometimes we irritate each other a little bit.

Maybe sometimes take each other for granted.

But once in awhile, like today, I meditate on it and realise how lucky I am to share my life with the greatest woman I ever met.

By quanwei

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