KitKat
Normally, this would have been a god-awful week. Once again, I'm down with colds. Must be the freakin' cold (err, freezing) weather and the long work hours. But he, my baby, is turning it all around. I had mentioned it casually to him that girls appreciate even the most babaw of sweet gestures. Say, give her chocolates, kahit KitKat. Since then he has been given me KitKats at unexpected places and times - like under my pillow (he called me one morning and said, look under your pillow.. how and when he put the KitKat there, who knows..) or in my car compartment (he passed me a note and said - look in the compartment).
When I become old and gray, a KitKat will always put a smile on my face. It will remind me that once in my life, I loved completely and someone loved me back in the same way, or even more...