My lover loves me.
Funny right?
Well, its funny to me too.
But, for a different reason.
It's funny because she loves who I am.
I find it hard to understand
just how a girl like her
could like a guy like me.
I love thew way her hair shines in the sun.
I love the way
she knows just what to say
when the world seems like
it just got a little too dark.
I love the way she holds my hand,
and how when she does
i can feel every pulse rush through my veins.
I love the way she smiles,
with a certain finesse that has to be professional.
I love the way she leans on me.
It makes me feel like a some body
Not a no body.
I don't deserve her.
I never will.
And yet, here she is.
She loves me.
And i wonder,
if she knows how much I love her.
she's my baby, my angel
And I will never hurt her.