Thanks.

Thanks for saying yes.

Thanks for being what you are.

Thanks for putting up with me.

Thanks for loving me.

Thanks for making love

exclusive to you,

thanks for being 

all you can be.

Thanks for accepting 

my religion,

my wants

and my ways.

Thanks for being beautiful,

your soft glow,

your warm smile,

your spectacular eyes.

Thanks for waiting,

for me to figure out,

the ins, the outs

of your mysterious self.

Thanks for understanding

that I try,

to make you happy,

to make you content.

And baby,

thank you for knowing

that there's stronger men,

smarter men,

and better men,

but that no man's heart 

is bigger, and in a better place

than mine.

I know you might have to leave me,

I know we might be losing our luster,

I know our time is limited (...?) ,

so I want to tell you I love you,

that I dream of you,

and I want to give you the best I can give,

even if it's not good enough for you.

And I will,

until I die.

For you,

for whatever reason.

I love you, dearest.

I think of you, every minute of every day,

right up until the final minute

before I go to sleep.

You may be gone now,

you may leave later,

but my love for you,

will undoubtedly

last forever.