old love

After a day with you I always get the urge to just vent to someone about how wonderful you are. To rant about how fantastic we are together and how I've never for a second envied the relationship of anyone around us. I always want to list and ramble on about things you do and say and how incredible it is to recieve the sort of love you give me. I've never witnessed anyone else connect in the way that we do, days with you are never anything short of fantastic. Thinking about it though, I should really just tell of this to you. Although I tell you so often 'I love you', I feel I need to put it in more vivid detail. But you feel it, you're there for every second and see my reaction to all the things I'd be going on about. "Words only cheapen our love." Maybe, but maybe not. I feel like the luckiest girl alive.