I can't count the stars so I can't tell you how much I love you.

do you remember the first night we had sex?  
we were so drunk but I remember everything about it  
we were at your friends house, and they left to get beer but this parts a little fuzzy because I don't remember how it started but I remember your skin against mine and the soft bed that wasn't so soft, and I remember you kissing me and my neck, and then bam! they came home. told us to stop fucking and find somewhere else because we couldn't continue there and I was so embarrassed but you looked like it didn't even bother you, so we got half dressed and you ran down the stairs falling and scraping the shit out of your side and we laughed, got back up and ran into the house and continued. and I think about that night a lot because you were the first person I had sex with comfortably after my best friends step father took advantage of me, I wore my heart on my sleeve for you. and you hurt me and then I hurt you.  
And here we are. broken. so I think of the first night we had sex a lot, because you were the first person who didn't fuck me, you made love to me.  
you made me feel beautiful by the way you touched me, by the way you always get so excited  
you made me feel like I wasn't this dirty used up cunt and now I think that's how you see me.  
no one understand how much that breaks me, you were the first person I could have sex with without being completely obliterated and worried about how much I hated the way I looked.  
ever since the day I met you my life had turned upside down and then turned again because you are the best thing that ever happened to me.  
no words can slightly cover my love for you  
it is an endless galaxy, it is every single star in outerpsace it is as hot as the sun and nothing compares to the way you look at me, when you look like you love me.