Their connection was unique Formed from remnants of dismantled dreams And wiry bits of tattered truths It was the kind of connection Which everyone assumed would never last Even time seemed to consider it a lost cause But somehow between the layers Of their oddly structured foundation An unbelievable bond was formed Secretly this tie grew stronger Day by day and year by year And without fail they proved the impossible was possible
Oh, how you love me, I can’t even count the ways. Your waves of love crash over me, sweeping me along for days.
Your love is like a torrential downpour in the inky blackness of the night, and I’m like a moth to a flame as you flood me with your light.
The way that you love me is like an ocean pounding against the shore, and as the years pass by, you leave me wanting you even more.
You pierce my heart with flaming arrows whenever you say my name, and I try to hold back my longing, but the cravings are insane.
Oh, the way you love me, I feel it deep down in my soul. And my heart is at your mercy whenever I start to lose control.
Your eyes perpetually sparkle with such naughty-natured bliss, especially when you lean in close, ready to steal another kiss.
Your love reminds me of an atomic fireball, blazing brilliantly across the sky, and most often, your amazingness, leaves me pausing in a contented sigh.
I just can’t seem to get enough of the way you make me feel. I love the way you love me; the intensity is real.