His kisses make my insides melt

You say, I'm your best friend. You know that you can count on me. You say I'm nice and funny, so why am I not the girl of your dreams? You say I'm the only one who understands you, so why am I the one on Friday night, with nothing to do.

She said, "You're crazy." He replied, "Only for you baby!"

And I like the innocent way that you cry, at sappy old movies you've seen hundreds of times.But I love the way you love me.Strong and wild, slow and easy.Heart and soul, so completely. I love the way you love me,

I like the way your eyes dance when you laugh.How you enjoy your 2 hour bath.And how you convinced me to dance in the rain, with everyone watching like we were insane.\"

I like the way your names feels on my lips.I like the sound of your sweet gentle kiss.The way your fingers run through my hair, and how your scent lingers even when you're not there.

You ask me what I'm thinking.I'm thinking about you.About how crazy you make me.How I'd do anything to have you. I'm thinking that I love you.But afraid of what you might say, I shake my head and sigh."I don't know, nothing I guess."

You said that you loved me. That you needed me. That you'd never hurt me. You said you could never live with out me... what a lie.

How can I tell you want I really need to say? I need to tell you that I love you. That you mean so much to me. But everytime I go to tell you, you walk away and act as if I weren't standing 2 feet in front of you. Why?

It was real, it was magic; it was calm; it was savage. It was cool as a breeze; it was warm to the touch. It was never enough; it was always too much. It did all the things love does. That's how I knew it was.