....it don't have a name, it don't have a way, it is nothing and yet everything...
awful confusing, at first, then it forms into something beautiful yet nameless... its new and very different from what ever you've heard... yet you know it's name... it can only be love...
and all the songs, the poems, the scripts, bible verses, about it, well, they sorta make sense... not before, it was all bull to me... until i felt it... as I do now.
I love you. I really really do. I can't love you enough, cause as much as I do, I still want to love you more... it is becoming me, the well from which I draw my existence...
