You fill me up in so many ways, I've yet to taste pure happiness but being with you is close.
I do not know what to say.
Half the time I can't find the words and blabber on about useless things but you look at me like I'm fine art.
A fool is what you make me.
i cannot contain this joy you've brought into my messy, chaotic life.
But by God lying next to you at 2 am, gazing into the fringe of your black eyelashes, I lie there praying, hoping, wishing for you to stay for a little while longer than forever.
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