i love you;
it’s quite clear,
I am not quite like you, as you are not quite like me,
we enjoy each others company and thought stream.
Annoyances, they occur,
as you have always said I can argue through a brick wall and your as stubborn as solid stone,
love endures and we see the cares we take for each other.
You are asleep, it’s only 9:30pm.
I cannot sleep, it’s only 9:30pm.
You know I’m a writer; I type away into the night, paint the stories I see in my head, and edit away at things that have already been written.
I know you are a hardworking construction type; early rise, early asleep, unless something special is occurring, and always awake again to help the ones you love.
You work hard; I find you so sexy due to your strength, intelligence, and so much more.
You love that I’m creative, respect that I have night hour ways, and can’t wait to read by books.
I’m half-drunk on wine,
so excuse me if I can’t help but rewind,
and finish this as I began;
I love you.