Love Struck

I'm not to sure what it is about you that I love.
But whatever it is girl you sure got me stuck.
I text you in the morning just to make sure that you're up.
And we talk at night just because it's you that I love.
I'm glad we're building this relationship on patience and trust.
Solely on open conversation and not just another fuck.
I'm going to take my time with you because this is something other than luck.
Your voice has me hooked just like a schedule one drug.
You have me smiling throughout the day just because.
Call it what you want but I'm pretty sure this is what they call being love struck.
You ran me over with an 18 wheeler and backed over me twice.
I'd be screaming out in pain if this didn't feel so nice.
If this love was MMA you'd be like Kimbo Slice.
You've done beat me into submission, thinking this girl could be my wife.