Four.

I love the way he holds my hand wherever we go.
I love how he opens the car door for me every single time.
I love our dates.
I like watching him work on his bike. I can see how much passion he has for that stupid two wheeled thing.
I love when he buys me the food I'm craving for. Macarons! (More! More!)
I love his random phone calls just to tell me he's heading home.

Love you, my litto baysee :)
As cliche as this sounds, this is true. We go through those ups and downs, but what's a little a rain before that beautiful sunshine? I hate fights but they never last too long. If fights and arguments are the stepping stones to a better relationship, I don't mind going through them.

'Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul, I can tell you there's no place we couldn't go.