All the tiredness fades away once I see him happy and smiling.

It filled me with inner happiness and satisfaction seeing him happy and pleased.

Making him happy is an aim in itself. Seeing a smile on his face that shows a combination of love, satisfaction and happiness is worth all the effort and pain. I was happy to hear him say those love/sex words he said in my ears. I was over the moon spending the rest of the day in his arms on the sofa, watching a movie. It was all I wanted to do for the rest of the day.

And when he aches even from the smallest thing, I feel sad and in pain. Its like he is part of me. He is actually my other half. And the more time passes, the more I appreciate how amazing life is with him. He makes my like meaningful and worth living. He makes me happy.