Sometimes at night, when I look to the sky, I start thinking of you
and then ask myself “why”, “Why do I love you?” I think and smile,
because I know the list could run on for miles.
The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your touch, so many little
things make me love you so much.
The way you support me, even my silly notions. The way that you
care and show such devotion, the way that your kiss, fills me with
desire, and how you hold me with the warmth of a fire. The way your
eyes shine when you look at me, lost with you forever is were I
want to be. The way that I feel when your by my side. A sense of
completion and overflowing pride.
The dreams that I dream, that all involve you, the possibilities I
see, the things we can do. How you finish the puzzle that lies
inside my heart. How deep in my soul, you are a very important
I could go on for days, telling of what I feel, but all you really
must know is... my love for you is real.