Words often fail me when my heart is overwhelmed. It seems that only my arms could ever express my true yearning for her, and only my lips would be able to provide an indication of the passion that I feel when I think of her. She is, and always has been, from the moment I first laid eyes on her, my one and only true love.
She has taken me to heights of happiness and absolute enchantment that I didn’t dream existed in this world. I live for her, I ache for her, I yearn for her, and I feel incomplete without her. And despite not having any assurance that we could ever be anything more than we are now, I cannot live for anyone but her. She is my love, she is my angel, she is my all…and my everything. I live for her, I love for her. (Cynically Jaded)