What True Love Is

I think...
I know what it is now.

Love.

What is true love?
How can you tell?

I can't get close enough to her
I can't get enough of her
I can't love her enough
I can't explain it
I can't breathe without her
I can't think without her
I can't feel without her.
I can't help but feel
Like I want to melt into her
Become one with her.

This is my true love.

She feels my pain
She feels my sorrow
She feels my happiness
She feels ME.

If she tells me "You're beautiful,"
I can't NOT believe her.
If she tells me that she loves me,
It is impossible to deny it.
If she tells me I'm worth it,
I cry from the happiness that fills my soul.

She is my world.
She is my LIFE.
She sees me through the night.

She thinks I can leave her
During one of her flashbacks.

But I can't.

I can't leave her in her hell.
I can't stand the thought of her being alone.
I cry at the thought.
No self preservation exists within me.

I can't leave her in her hell.
I won't leave her in her hell.

I love you, Beth.