Love!

So I was sitting around thinking about the man that loves me, and I for all warm feeling inside. He isn't perfect, but his love is. Somehow despite the odds he loves me and I love him back. I worry about him and wish he was here, I miss him and get mad at him and sometimes think he needs to be hit with a stick lol, but I don't know what I would do without him anymore... I don't think I could go back to a life without him. His love is rather addicting I have come to see, and I am better with it and him then without him.