Her Love is Different

When she said she loved me, I never put it to question. When she said she loved me and then showed me its beauty, I instantly wanted more. It was a different love. The kind that you thought would never happen for you, but it descends on you out of nowhere and fills all your voids.

When she asked me did I love her, not only did I tell her, yes, but I explained to her why. I told her that she gave me the most when the most gave me the least. I told her that I'd rather have a little with her than to have a lot of nothing with someone else. I told her why ride in the dark solo when I can shine bright with her. As a result, she made me her Stank. Yea, my baby really is different.

Do I love her? You better know it! She continues to express her love with the most simplest of actions and statements. There's nothing like the sense of feeling that you're completed by the active love that she brings to the table. How do you not love a woman like that? A woman that makes you feel that kind of way.

That "different love" is definitely in, so don't miss out. Don't let your pride prevent you from expressing your love to your woman. She definitely wants to hear it, she needs to hear it. If you know that her love is real in spite of her flaws, evenly return the favor and love her more than more!

JMV