Inseparable would be the word that best describes what we share.
She was once just a want that proved her worth as a necessity.
You see, I love her for what she does, speaks and lives for--
for she helped fulfill each and every dream that I could'nt reach on my own.
for she gives me warmth so rare the sun can't even compare.
for she kids me when I'm angry and hugs me when i pout.
for we're happy when we're together
and when we're mad at each other
we become much closer.
for she don't argue when I'm right
but contends when she's right.
for she melts me with the sweetest words, yet builds me up at the same time.
for she once made a wish that we'd be together, forever.
for she does'nt break a promise, and acts it at her will.
for her confidence compensates for her flaws.
for she needs me as i need her.
for she misses me when I'm out and still misses me when I'm home.
for she thinks I'm her Romeo as I think she's my Juliet.
for if tomorrow I die she would let that bitter,
lethal poison flow through her throat and still have the sweetest death.
for she had been my dream girl since i was sixteen.
for she had me write this blog even if I still have not met her
and I'm yet to be tweenty.
She's my sweetheart--
and i know in that God given time--
in that o so beautiful time-
I'll meet her.

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