Whatever you were to the world before this
You have become everything to me now.

When I look into your eyes, I travel
To the depths of your very soul,

In the way you can say a million things
Without trace of a sound,
I know that my own life is insignificant
When compared to the simple beat of your heart.

I love you for a million reasons
No paper would do it justice,
It is a thing not of the mind
But of the heart.
A feeling. Only felt.