Lover

Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours and hours  turned to days and now once a week we both share the shower  .
See she loves me and I bet it all that its all true she picks me up when I'm feeling down and turns me every color except blue. I like to see the love in her face and her figure I trace we are never apart and we live in a small space even though some days there's trouble but all in the end there is never no hate .
I will love her till my heart stops beating ,my blood stops flowing and the air I stop breathing .
I wish she would believe this and  that I love her even more than the drugs and even if her family thinks I'm a thug.
But this something she has to figure with her own mind there is nothing more I can show her and to any other woman  I am blind  .
I guess I will feel this way till the end of days I'm just hoping nether of us have to draw spades .