There are so many words I can say to describe the way that I feel for you. I cannot even control the thoughts in my mind as I write this. I never seem to know what to say when it comes to you. It is almost like the feeling when I see you. I still get nervous like that first night when you came to see me. Every time I see you I try to control myself. I get so over whelmed that I met somebody like you. I still cannot even explain the reasons why I love you. It is more of a feeling than an actual thought. Many people are quick to state the things that they love about their partner. I never could. The reason is not because there are none, but because there are so many. Each day I look at you I just wonder how did this happen to me, I am nobody special. What did I do to deserve such greatness, such magnificence? I try so hard not to put you on a pedestal but I cannot help it. You turned out to be more than I could have ever imagined. I still sometimes think I am dreaming. To be honest sometimes I am scared of the love I have for you. I am not scared to love you, but scared of the love itself. I have been in love before, but I have never truly loved someone without consequence. The thought of you scares me. The fact that you love me unconditionally simply scares me. The fact that you are not like the men from my past scares me. You never once tried to hurt me. You never betrayed me. You never treated me less than perfect. I guess I am scared that one day all of this will just go away. I keep thinking to myself that maybe this is just a dream, anybody this perfect as to be a dream, but you are not a dream. You are someone that God created. Someone that was handmade to perfection. You were built in the likeness of an immortal treasure, maybe even a god. You are sculpted to the sheer beauty of a black god. You have the wisdom of a Greek philosopher, the knowledge of some of the greatest people in the world. Your touch is like a light breeze. It feels as if you are an artist gently touching his canvas. You have eyes that hold so much in them, when I look into your eyes everything just stops. The room stops, I hear nothing but the sweet sound that you call a voice. Everything around seems to cease to exist and just disappears. Sometimes it almost feels like I am in a trance.