I can’t explain it in words. I feel it though. She’s important. She’s always going to be important to me. That’s what I want. She’s makes me happy being who she is. I love her. She’s perfect, or as close as perfect can be. I don’t ever want to lose her. She means everything to me. She makes me want to become better. She makes me happy in ways I’ve never been, and she’s the only one that can do it. She’s the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I can’t wait until I see her again. Next time she sees me, I’ll be a better than I am right now, and she’ll never have a reason to be with anyone else.