She can not stand it when I stare at her, but I can not help it. Sometimes I'm afraid she will disappear if I blink with my eyes for just a moment. Occasionally I'm even a little jealous of her cat, as she picks it up and walks with him around the house in circles. I don`t want to share her with anyone, but she really is too good to keep a secret. If only people knew.

She's a girl when she wants to prove she`s right, a woman as she flirts with me. She can give me the feeling that I am the most beautiful man on earth, which is secretly a little crazy. If she is in the shower, the bathroom door is never locked. That's not an invitation, she's just not aware of it. So she does not even know I sometimes listen to how she sings. Because she sings. Oh, and the way she dances. If only people knew.

She makes it easy when it starts to get tough. She teases. She sticks a finger in my ear when I'm reading. She tickles me. She puts her arms very tight around me as I try to cook and she can kiss me full on my mouth when I'm concentrating on something. She knows I love it, even though i might pretend i don`t. My quasi-anger and her acted innocence go extremely well together. If only people knew.

She lifts me up. We take small steps and making everything a huge adventure. When she smiles, she really laughs. Her small kisses are not kisses, but soft little pillows against my lips. And of course, she's gorgeous, but not everyone gets to see how beautiful she really is. I`m so lucky. I love her. Not only because of who she is, but also especially for whom she makes me when I'm with her.
It`s about time people know.

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