His are the stitches that mend my heart
And I am thankful for him through the bad, good, the distraught, and the normal.
A mind that thinks, wonders singing of him, the heart that I will forever have belongs to him and him alone.
For if I am to deceive others to love then I shall do so.
For if I shall lose him in anyway, my heart won't stop until I find him again I know that now. Because of him I have the harmonious strength and resilience to be free with him.
I live a lie with you and speak truth about you in these words I love you.