you're my last leg to stand on,
you're my guide post in the rain,
you're my lighthouse in the storm,
you're my lean-to to keep me sane.
i love you with my eternal breath,
and wish you never to suffer,
because you've done so much for my happiness,
and i feel for you like no other.
i'm not very good at expressing,
just the way i feel,
but i just want you to hold me,
and always stay right here.
you're my brain,
my heart,
my soul, my light,
and when you're away i don't feel quite right.
you're my everything,
everything that i hold dear,
and i wish you could see how my feelings are so clear.
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whoever the subject of this poem is...he's really stolen your heart. Sometimes I think love and hurt come from the same resevoir...what do you think?
in a way I believe that without hurt love cannot function properly... When a person loves, which is a natural process, they may become heart-broken and crushed but the pain that they suffer from only makes their heart bigger and deeper to love from the next time.
this is completely true...for some reason the heart is bigger the next time around.
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