You are the
rock upon
which I stand
when I'm
stranded in an
ocean of fear
and doubt, filled
by the tears
that I've cried.
Without you, I
fall in. Will I
stay afloat
or will I drown?
I hope the time
never comes for
me to find out.
With you, it's
easier than
breathing. I
never have
to think about
what to do or say
with you. Our conversations
flow like a river.
When you tell me
you love me,
my heart stops.
When you kiss me,
I can't breathe.
And I love it.
It is the
best feeling in
the world: being loved.
You are the
one I call my love.
The one to be
there when I
cry, the one
to tell me
I'm beautiful
when I look
like a mess, the
one to love me
when things get
rough--never just
give up.
I know I am a
handful and
sometimes incredibly frusterating,
but you know
I love you.
you, are the one.
The one who I
can call
my love.