As my love becomes stronger u make me weaker.. My thoughts become deep as my body craves sleep bc u.re everything i've dreamed of and as we live this dream my eyes become heavy my breathing becomes steady.. Perfectly coinciding wit my once distant vision.. Of love being a privilege.. So i cherish love.. My how beautiful she is.. Diversely scattered amongst gender and age.. A book of knowledge.. Im careful wit her every pg.. She teaches me.. Makes me better.. She showed me that looks shouldn't matter bc love is beautiful enough..and once i tried to make her shallow she became tough.. See i didn't know it was tough love figured it was her evil twin heartache... Said the hell wit love.. Even called her fake...but today.. I cling to her like a j to the rock.. Like squares do a box.. And like time sheltered to a clock... She makes me kind.. Who is ace? Thru her i'll not only seek but i shall find.. Wat we have is beautiful.. Beyond that if u remember... And even though i wasn't birthed til the 90's of november... That doesn't stop her from inviting her way into our connection...love is beyond a number.. First lesson.. I respect u u.re so beautiful to me.. I.d sleep my life away if u promised to b my every dream