I start thinking of you and then ask myself, why?
Why do I love you? I think and smile,
because I know the list could run on for miles.
The whisper of your voice,
the warmth of your touch,
The way you support me,
and help with my emotions,
the way that you care and show such devotion.
how you hold me with the warmth of a blazing fire,
those are the small things you do,
that makes me die for you
