I don't know any other way to say this:

The Woman I love

I'd walk across hell in my bare feet

If I knew that at the end

Her, I'd meet.

Her words bring tears to my eyes

a smile to my face

and help me find that secret place.

I've found love through her,

and I now I know

To be in her arms is my final goal.

She is my goddess

My only shrine

I'm hers to the end

And She's all mine.

She saw through my shroud

Broke though the cloud

And found where I'd hid my love.

She makes me Good,

She makes me right,

And to keep her love, is worth the fight.

I dont know what else to say.

After the breakup, as short a time as I lasted, I was depressed, and I just didn't know where I was going. I don't know why it happened...but now it seems like a positive thing, just like you said. Everytime we have one of those 'fights,' we get closer, and closer. Its been 6 months, and we've done a good job so far, you especially. I can't wait, until we can finally hold each other's hands, hug, kiss, all that stuff that lovers do. We are meant for each other, I think. My page is short I know, but it is for you. I keep reading that poem, and every time I read it, I cry, and I hope some day, that I can make you that happy. I was crying because of how I made you feel, with my detached words, and my cold touch. I don't want to ever do that to you again. I want to make you happy, like you do for me. I love you. You are my world, my universe, and my existence. Before you, there was nothing. *hugs* I love you, baby.

Happy Birthday.