She loves him. Every bit of him. From the way he talks softly, to the way of how his mischievous dimples would slowly appear whenever he curves his lips into smiles. She would sometimes randomly throw petty jokes, hoping that, in a slightest way, a tiny smile would grace his glistening lips. He knows it; he knows it all too well that his peek-a-boo dimples are somehow her weakness. So, he would smile, even at times, when he's hurting inside; simply because he knows that his smiles would make her happy too.

He loves her. Every bit of her. From the way she babbles, to the way of how her charming Busan accent would rapidly explode whenever she gets too excited that sometimes he would shake his head hopelessly, not understanding a single word she utters. He would clumsiness, like how in one winter, she almost missed her footing, but lived to tell the story, only to tell him to be more careful during winter; simply because she cares. Of course, she cares for him a lot— probably more than he could ever know. 

She loves him. Every pieces of him. From the way he holds his favorite acoustic guitar, to the way he would effortlessly strum the strings melodiously with his calloused hands. She would constantly ask him to teach her how to play the guitar, but then, she would give up halfway each time; heaving out a sigh as she endlessly complains of how her tender fingers would hurt. She's as fussy as a girl could ever be, but he would still love her either way, because to him, she's his goddess. A reason for him to sing, a reason to the existence of his smiley faces and always the reason for him to love and to be loved.

He loves her. Every pieces of her. From the way, she goes 'aing', to the way she tries to lure him to play hide-and-seek in the middle of the empty town at night, just because she thinks it's fun —and just because she thinks they can. He would sometimes turn her unpredictable suggestions down because he thinks it's childish and embarrassing, and because— they're twenty, and twenty means adult. Of course, age is just a number, but to him, it's always a good excuse for him to make her to behave. Although, of course, that plan never really works most of the time.

And she loves him. All of his flaws, his weaknesses, his mistakes and how imperfect he is in her eyes.

And he loves her too. All of her flaws, her weaknesses, her mistakes and how perfect she is in his eyes. 

To the world, forever is a long time; but to them, forever isn't too long as long as they have each other. 

Especially dedicated to the birthday girl herself, Mira ♥

Do I need to tell you, who's who? :p

Happy birthday once again & (just so you know) I love being your friend :) 

and do forgive me, i could not give you a grandpa.