Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Ain't she sweet

“Ain’t she sweet, see her walking down the street.

Now I ask you very confidentially,

Ain’t she sweet?

Ain’t she nice, like sugar and spice,

Now I ask you very confidentially,

Ain’t she nice?”

That is what a songwriter in one of my favorite cartoons said,

And when I think of you I think of that song.

The sweetness of your voice,

The soft look in your eyes.

Your hand in mine,

Your body next to mine.

You are the one I can speak to about anything in my life.

The things that scare me look small when I look at them through your eyes.

I am a man, but I am also afraid.

Afraid of dying alone with no-one to cry when I’m dead

Afraid of going to movies or parties alone

Spiders, heights, snakes and aloneness.

Those are the things that scare me the most.

I’ve loved you ever since I can remember

Even if I have never seen you in my life,

I can’t think of a day when I did not sit and think of what you would be like.

You take me as I am and love me Unconditionally.

You live with my mental instability.

You calm me when I am mad.

You care for me when I am sick.

I don’t know where you are,

I don’t know how I’ll find you,

All I know is that I will find you and

That I will never let anything come between us.

I will not be the same as my father and throw the perfect love away.


Till death us do part, and even in death, I will love you.

2006.02.08

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