What I think of him..
What I feel when I am with him..
He holds my
soul in his
heart,
we melt together like chocolate on strawberries.
When I am alone with him I feel like
my whole being is satisfied.
He makes me safe,
I am safe.
I can say anything, be anything.
It's like magic.
Magic of love.
He would say that's
cheesy, but there would still be a
smile on his face.
He's not my
everything, but we are one.
Our souls mash together perfectly,
and we know what the other needs and wants without saying a word.
But some noises might be made.
This is what my
heart says to you,
and what my
brain knows is right.
I love you.
Always yours,