Why must I feel this way? I am a man of many torments,some of which I cannot describe. There are certain things missing, such as my love. Without her I am not who I am supposed to be. Every day I question, does she feel the same as I? Does she love me as much as I love her? And with every thought I die! I have died so many times, that I don't know if I die again, if that will be the final.Sometimes I feel as if that would be the best thing. I would miss everyone, but this pain I would not. Just as long as I may take the love I have. I would be in a better place. My heart stays with her, and she shall keep it. I no longer have any use for it. I love her! And my heart is a symbol of that, so that she may never forget me, and forever know, I will always be with her!
All I want is... to love you for the rest of my life... waking up every morning nestled in your arms... snuggling you tight as I close my drowsy eyes for the night... throughout the day thoughts of you dance in my mind... bringing a smile to my face... warming my heart... anticipating your arrival home... waiting to embrace you... All I want is... to share everything with you... our hopes... dreams...our future... sharing... the little things... things that make us laugh... and the not so little things that we can't help but to worry about... All I want is... to continue giving you my complete love... and nothing less... being your sanctuary from the storm... a place you can come to for comfort and acceptance... being a good listener... hopefully always using discernment... knowing there will be times when I just need to remain silent... but too knowing the things left unspoken can still be understood...All I want is... to raise our children... fulfill our dreams... watch as our life unfolds... spoil our grandchildren... and grow old together...All I want is..You
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