This guy, next to me, is not a guy like all the guys who live in this planet.
This guy, MY guy, is my reason to live.
He’s the only one who knows how to appease me.
The only one who can talk directly to my heart, unadorned, unpretentious, with simple words.
When he stands beside me, his hand in mine, I can’t describe this peaceful feeling, this wholeness.
Honestly, he makes me strong.
I don’t know how to explain, I can’t find the words to make it sound unique.
I like to spend all my time with him.
I like spleeping in his bed.
I like knowing is going on inside his head.
I like his mind…. ♪
I can’t say ” I love him ”, because ” love ” isn’t strong enough to describe how much I… love him.