Because Because you breath; I breath easy, Because you exist, I will sleep sound tonight. And because your brown eyes burn into me and Strip me of my sanity I go on Because you read; I read more often, Because you can hold a conversation about the works of Blake and Wilde, I will finish Tolstoy tonight. And because your hand can lay upon my chest and Make my heart beat to no unrest I go on Because you told me about your God; I told you all about my own, Because of that place you think you’ll go when you die, I will kneel in prayer tonight. And because through you I realize my own lack of worldliness and I melt in each and every kiss I go on Because you watched the election; I watched every last debate, And because of our differences in opinion, I realize we may not always see eye to eye. And because you pulled me by the hand and tried to make me understand I fell in love with you. Because you feel the music; I explained to you my dreams, And because you understood what I meant, The record player spins on and on, And because you inspire me- And because I love the sound of your voice, And because I quiver when your near, And because and because and because . . . I am yours now and always.