How is it you fill my life with full of bliss? How is it everytime I am with you there is nothing left to miss? Its like I am writing a book of our life and you start each chapter. Just wondering what to write next. Maybe sadness or maybe laughter. A book designed to have a happy ending. A book recieved before its ever sending. Trying though I am to erase the bad. Rewrite a new. Happiness replacing sad. A book wrote in nothing, but in a poetic form. Just as life of love and how its all so warm. Extravagance is a word to express my love for you. Meaning going beyond reasonable limits, because this is what I feel is true. Have faith in me and I will see through this book ends right. How in the final chapter it will have us in out dieing days still holding eachother at night. Ending with us still in love as we kept away the frenzy. Went by so fast with nothing seeming gradual I just hope you know thats just the insight on me.