“Loving someone is like moving into a house. At first you fall in love with all the new things amazed every morning that this belongs to you as if fearing would suddenly come rushing through door explain terrible mistake had been made weren't actually supposed live wonderful place this. Then over years walls become weathered wood splinters here and there start house not so much because of its perfection but rather for imperfections. You get know nooks crannies. How avoid getting key caught lock when it's cold outside. Which floorboards flex slightly one steps on them or exactly how open wardrobe doors without creaking. These are little secrets make it your home.”