Everything I love about her.

I love the way you laugh at my jokes even when I don't think they're very funny.

I love the random little outbursts you have that make you look cute and adorable.

I love that when I'm with you I feel at peace and can open up like never before.

I love getting a good morning and a goodnight message because to me, you're the first and last thing I think about every day.

I love the way you smile because when you do it's like nothing else around me matters

I love the fact that when you're anxious or worried about something I can be there to reassure you that everything will be ok.

I love the way you just zone out into your own little world then moments later return back with a smile on your face knowing that I was here waiting for you come back.

I love that what you say is what you mean and what you mean is what you say.

The only thing that hurts about loving all these things about you is not being able to share them with you.

Sweet little baby,
where did you go?
You were just here
a moment ago.

Sweet little angel,
happy and free.
Why have you gone?
It's much to early.

Sweet little darling,
your time is done.
Even if it had only
just begun.

I love you,
but I can’t say it.
You will never know,
even if I desperately want you to.

There are many words I wish I’d said,
while I still had the chance,
so many things we said we would do,
but we ended with only a glance.

I’m tired of being your shadow.
Wherever you are, I’m near.
I live at your dictation.
I’m chained by your sight here.

I used to live in silence.
To love, to suffer and no words at all.
If it hurts me, I bear without squirming.
If you only knew, how I want to bawl.

I’ve learned to be not certain,
Unheard, unnoted, noneself.
You see, I can be your shadow.
But I’m tired! I want to be myself!