To: David

I really don’t know how to start this,
So I guess I’ll just write what I feel.
Word’s can’t really describe,
The feelings that I know are real.

You treat me like a princess,
You really, truly do.
I hope you’ll always be my Prince Sparkles,
And keep treating me the best, too.

I hope we’ll be like high school sweethearts,
Fifty years from now.
I know that we’ll be friends, if nothing else,
If something goes wrong somehow.

I love the way you give me butterflies,
When you say a single thing.
Every word you say is always sweet,
Every breath you take is soothing.

I think you’re really cute,
Even though looks don’t matter anyway.
They are like icing on a cupcake,
I’m beautiful, too, as you say.

You make me feel special,
And tell me not to deny it.
You make me feel loved.
And I really, really like it.

I’m really lucky to have you,
I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here.
I’d probably go crazy,
Living out my worst fear.

David, you’re truly the best.
You’re special to me,
I guess I’ll end this poem..
But, I truly love you, baby.