thirty-eight

You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I know it. With every particle that is in my body, I love you. And even when you've made me so mad, if I look at you too long, the anger will melt; and all I'm left with is amused adoration. I admit it- I am starstruck- completely. I am in awe of how amazing and breath-taking you are; and I am absolutely stunned with pleasure to have you in my life. Would you think less of me if I told you that sometimes...just sometimes...I am jealous when you are with someone else? But mostly, I try to gather some semblance of maturity and realize that you are mine. Always and forever will be. I take great pleasure in that; in you.