What makes you my man is your not demanding,
Nor are you stuborn.
Your questioning about the way things work,
You never leave a stone unturned.
Your kind and caring,
You make me laugh when am all tense and stressed out,
Like it\'s the way life is easy and fun.
We run threw life stoping only to get over bumps.
Like the time you had cancer and found a lump.
We got threw it fine and your still here.
What makes you my man is you nothing else.
