mine are the same.
i love thee with the breath, smiles and tears of all my life.
i love you not only for what you are, but for what i am when i am with you. i love you not only for what you have made yourself, but for what you are making of me. i love you for the part of me that you bring out.
you were made perfectly to be loved, and surely i have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.
but to see her, was to love her, love but her, and her alone.
be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. the evening beam 