She probably doesn’t know because I don’t tell her as often as I should, but she’s the only reason that any part of me is good.

She probably doesn’t know that without her I am hopeless & lost, or that I would give my life to protect her at any cost.

She’s most likely unaware that she’s the most beautiful woman on earth and not another woman could ever compare to her.

I doubt she knows that she made me who I am. She’s molded this worthless little boy into a forever grateful man.

I know I should probably tell her more than I do, she’s my everything, my life, my wife, my world, and I am nothing without you.