He's All of Me

He sees everything right through me,

No matter how much I try,

To put up my brick walls,

And force myself not to cry.



He picks up all of my pieces,

And without any trouble at all,

Puts my puzzle together,

No matter how big or small.



He is the substance of my life,

And my final destination,

He triggers every sense,

And every facination.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I just want to know how someone so far away can know so much, and be such a huge part of my life!

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