What it's like to love you

To love you is to daydream of you often, think of you so much, speak of you proudly, and miss you terribly when we're apart. (and boy, do I ever think about you miss you)

To love you is to cherish the warmth of your arms, the sweetness of your kiss, the friendliness of your smile, the loving sound in your voice, and the happiness we share. (of all the things I miss about you, it's your touch I miss the most)

To love you is to never forget the adversity we have overcome, the tears we have shed, the plans we have made, the problems we have solved, and the pain of separation. (In good times, and bad. For better, for worse. I love you.)

To love you is to remember joyfully the days we made memorable, the moments that will live forever in our hearts, the dreams we hope for, the feelings we have for each other, the caresses and touches of love, and the exhilaration of love that fills our hearts. (Our short time together has left a lifetime of memories in my heart)

To love you is to need you, want you, hold you and know you as no one else can. (I need you, want you, hold you, know you, and love you like no other.)

To love you is to realize that life without you would be no life at all. (I'm waiting impatiently for the day we begin our life together.)
~Daniel Haughian

To love you, Dragi, is all of those things and more. To be loved by you is the most precious thing in my life. I crave you. I desire you. I love you. And I miss you terribly.