With love.

My love was incomplete when I didn't know you.

My love wasn't like the dark side of the moon.

My love was constant, while it was love.

My love wasn't what I thought it was about.

My love was like the sun that never sets

My love wasn't what in dreams I had met.

My love was kind, forgiving and patient.

My love wasn't just windswept.

My love brought me much more than I deserve.

My love was never what caused me to burn.

My love inspired me to smile.

My love never said, "Don't try."

My love will be what it needs to be.

My love can't be forced, you see.

My love is a river that runs far and deep.

My love isn't what you want me to be.

My love is who I am, accepting you for you.

My love isn't to keep you from pushing through.

When I say, I speak in love,

I mean not for you to come undone.

But in love, we stand strong. 

But without love, we fall.

Little One.

Little one, you smile.

And my world is set ablaze.

For I can see the stars, in your gaze.

Little one, you laugh.

And I laugh with you.

For I need a million reasons not to do so when you do.

Little one, you cry,

And my heart breaks

To let even that first tear streak your face.

But little one, sometimes we all need relief

And crying may help us keep the deal brief.

Little one, you dance.

To the orchestra in your mind.

But little one, it is

What makes me smile.

Little one, your hug,

The warmth and kind.

Make everything bad shrivel from sight.

Little one, your song,

As you sing it out loud,

Gives me hope, makes me want to shout.

Little one, your dreams,

Though sometimes troubled, they seem.

Are probably what I see in your eyes, that gleam.

Little one, you are

Who you ought to be.

But little one, you’ll always be ‘little’ to me.

And nothing will change the way I see.

Mine.

This friendship blooms

Like a flower in spring

To where it reaches

No one knows

It’ll bend and turn in paths unknown

Rooted in a ground solid and strong.

The flower a gift of care and love

The beauty left for us to behold.

An uncharted course that started with a smile

Undiscovered territories messed with for a while

Whatever it was, unexpected, unknown

I’m still thankful for the joy untold.

Blessings that come my way haven’t ceased

And you are also one I believe

Uncanny similarities and some non- existent

An abrupt start perhaps, perhaps not

Whatever it be, this flower grows strong.

For my Cutiepie.

Counting my blessings is impossible

If I were to count you out.

For you, boy, are a blessing.

Of that I have no doubts!

There hasn’t been a day

When I’ve thought of or met you

And my face, though eager to,

Was left without a smile.

Not a thought comes to mind,

That doesn’t give me joy

When I think of you

And that gleam in your eyes;

The sparkle of mischief, and humility

And your genuine honesty.

At least, that’s what I see.

A few have been concerned for my sanity (I think)

When I speak of you so fondly,

But that’s because they don’t realize that our God, so wonderful

Has given me such a precious friend ^.^

Tears well up in my eyes

As your smile is drawn in my mind

So cheerful and ever so kind

Such a sweetheart, my Cutiepie. ^.^

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Because I thought of you :D