Sucide

I wish I could think of a word,
of maybe it's a phrase,
to tell you how much i love you,
in all the possible ways.

You are truely all I need,
I've found that out recently,
when love had an argument,
and we took it so undecently.

We're alright now,
I suppose it's done,
and i know you love me,
and to you i run.

I've told you secrets,
my best friends don't know,
I trust you more than ever,
your just my boyfriend though.

Don't boss me around,
or be a jerk,
it'll just add up to another reason,
why suicide would work.