I love you so much.
Words said to you by everyone.
Though I tell them to you because you hand to me the butterflies I had been chasing so desperately as a child.
I love you so much.
Words you've probably heard more than a dozen times.
Though unlike everyone else, I mean it with my mind and spirit.
Body comes last.
I love you so much so that if I EVER saw a flaw in you, I'd be the flawed one.
For you were surely specially made by the righteous hands of God.
A true angel fallen from afar.
-Kafka_Hloni
