...imperfections...

There's a funny thing that alway seems to happen to me when i'm really fond of someone... it's their imperfections and the usually irritating stuff that would've normally gotten to me, that suddenly starts becoming the stuff you miss about them...

The first time you meet these people these things make you look at them with a little bit of caution... how someone gets really crazy when they're hungry... how someone has certain marks or scars on their body... how someone squints or lisps... their high pitched laughter or the silly things that used to make them laugh... how someone fusses over you... how they'd never wake up... how someone always has a piece of advice for every occasion... how they complain bout your driving... stretch marks... how someone always tested your patience... how someone always has some rubbish response to anything you say... how someone always annoyingly knew what you were thinking with one glance at your face... the tiny hairs on someone's back...

whatever it was... somehow as you get to know them... these things tend to become the very things that you adore about them... the things that make you feel all warm and silly as you think back... foolish little memories...

Reminds me of a scene from 'Good Will Hunting'... it's fab... you have check it out, click here... 

(aside - i have to watch that movie again sometime soon)

the little private things that you cant replace... the small things... the idiosyncrasies... and strangely, the imperfections...