Since "I love you" are words I said to someone else and since you are unlike anything I've ever seen I think it's time for a new spin on an old cliché.
If roses are red and violets are blue, then I'm nothing without you except for rooted in my past. You don't just complete my sentences you revise my future. You're not just my other half, you make my world three dimensional.
I don't want to memorize every inch of your body, I want to be the blood pumping through your veins and the synopses in your brain so I can say that I know you from the inside out.
You must be part Hercules because what we have together leaves me feeling more than human. I want to resurrect Salvador Dali so you can be his muse because you are the definition of surreal.
God must had M.C. Escher create your mind, because i could get lost in your thoughts for infinity. You're so straightforward it's complex, so intimate it's external, so inside-out it's a whole new exterior, so upside-down it makes me question right-side-up.
What I'm trying to say is if a picture is worth a thousand words, I'm gonna need a whole new language.
