Him, who brings me this immense joy into my small, fragile heart.
Him, who seems I have known him for so little, but knows so much of every single captivating detail of his character.
This feeling I get everytime he touches my waist and caresses my face.
I feel happiness, love, anxiety shooting at me like fireworks, and the twinkle of little bright stars that blind me of all my sorroundings.
It's him who i love seeing each and everyday that I can, to hold him and for him to hold me.
To hug him and kiss him like there is no tomorrow in our busy, disturbing calendar.
Wow! If he knew how much I really love him, but I am certain he feels it everytime I look at his daring eyes.
I drown in my own little world, in which only me and him live in.
What can I say?
He's got the moon, the sun and the stars all down at my feet.
I love this man very deeply, I love him in my own lovely, passionate way, as the same he can love me.
And love me forever.