not because of your
hair, or your eyes, or your money or your or
anything tangible about you.
its the intangible. its the way you make me feel when im with
you. the feeling in the pit of my gut that i get when im
talking to you, that lets me know you really are listening
and care about my thoughts and feelings. i love your words. i
love your voice. i love your thoughts, but most of all i
love, when you hold me against your chest and braid my hair.
ive never felt more loved then when im in your arms. you make
me feel like im apart of you, and god knows your apart of
mine. thankyou for loving me, and allowing me the chance to
have somone like you in my life your more then i ever
deserve. You are everything to
me.
