Loving you feels more natural than the keys I type on all day.
Yet my feelings are more complicated than a two dimensional dynamic character array.
When I see you, my heart skips a FLoating point OPeration.
If there's anything you want, all other task priorities drop.
When I'm with you, my heart performs realtime.
After being about all day, I want to be your \n
I just can't compile how you make me feel that way.
But love runs on it's own, without language or syntax.
For you, all my procedural rules are relaxed.
To you, my dear, I will always be (boolean) 1
For all my love are belong to you.