I think about you a lot, i think about lot's of things, and each in infinite context.
I find that wherever my mind wanders, it finds it's way back to you, i feel as though, even in this limited objective view that is being human, you have made things less narrow. Since i met you my horizon has become broad, for i was always a pessimist, persistent in my view that things would go wrong,

but then i met someone so improbable, someone who was so different to everyone i knew,
Yet i feel as though now she's here, she is filling a void i did not know existed.
For i had never known love, until i felt her touch.

I think, that to think, is to live.
I often think about how i love you.
I guess that you're love is very much a part of my every thought, and by extension me.
So very deep down i yearn for, and feel to be true, that you reciprocate this, reciprocate me.

Like two mirrors, forever feeling and showing, Infinitely loving.
I love you.