I never thought I would feel this way about anyone else.
You changed my mind in to a better view.
You made me even better than my first self.
Love making, great conversations. Everything new.
New to a new me. The old me would never recognize.
I pray that you would continue to treat me like a queen.
Queen that has secured her spot to be the only one.
Our love is much better than my past has ever been.
I am your beautiful empress.
I have never needed to be a damsel in distress.
I love your intellect and interest.
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