You have my heart.
I wouldn't know how to take it back, even if I wanted to.
I feel like I could love you forever. And although there is an entire list of reasons why I like you, I love you for none of them. I just do. It's like a universal humming that makes it all OK. The high of being near you, and the low of worrying about our future; the good that is your patience, and the bad that is my anxiety; the light in your eyes and the darkness within each of us; the warmth of your embrace and the chill in my heart when you're not near. It is all submerged in this cosmic wave of balanced and steady... something. Something clear, but with a violet hue. With star-like sparkles all around... and it smells like... baked apples and clean linen.
It has to be love. This has to be the most accurate description of love, if there has ever been one.
You have my heart, my mind, my soul, my everything.
And I hope I never want it back.
Take care!
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