I lived a short life.
But with you, it felt like an eternity.
Every moment with you:
Happiness of a child who learned how to tie their shoes.
Ecstasy of a drug that's stronger than *******.
Joy of a father who was reunited with a lost daughter.
Glee of a homeless man who won the lottery.
Every moment without:
Sadness of a child who cannot afford shoes.
Depression of a man who is addicted to *****.
Sorrow of a daughter that is lost without her father.
Melancholy of a beggar whose money goes to lottery tickets, not food.
But, if I were one of those people, it wouldn't matter if I had you.
I know from the moment I touched your hand, and I felt a million chains of burden break within me, that you are the only girl I'll ever need.
(coughing) Remember the night Shirley invited me to her party?
Well, that night, we danced like foxes playing in the woods, never taking a break to talk or drink.
She told me that she loved me after we danced.
She tugged on my shirt, hellfire in her eyes, and told me she was taking me home.
I said no.
I tore myself from her like shrapnel separates from a bomb.
I took my car, and drove home.
I did it for you baby.
Because when I look in your eyes, I see the mother of my baby.
I see the dates we could have. I see the times we could spend looking at the stars and being together in my rusty old car, listening and laughing at the radio men.
But we can't have those anymore.
Baby, I would give up all that I had just to spend one more night with you.
One night where I can tell you more about my love for you.
And how I love how your hair falls behind you.
And how I find your laugh to sound like the giggling of cherubim.
And how I find you to be more perfect in your imperfections.
I want to say that to you...
But... it looks like I already have...
I... love you... like a husband... loves his wife...