A Conversation

He asked, "Are you happy being with me?"

I said, "Yes."

"How about you? Are you happy with me?"

He said, "Yes, dear, I am happy with you. I love you so much."

I asked him, "Why?"

And then, starring at my ceiling, he said, "Why is there always a reason? I mean, you are better. You're not selfish. You're beautiful. You have a great characters and attitude. I am comfortable with you. We clicked. I just want to be with you for the rest of my life."

Me, smiling out of joy, "I love you too."