When you love someone so much, you will always be my endless love.

Sometimes love happens in the strangest ways.

Poem.

Poem.

A story of love of a woman to a man.

*Baby, to you I raise my glass
It’s clear you’re above world class
Coz the world got no true story
That can contradict history:
Life is full of joy and sadness
And a certain degree of madness
But all that you’ve had to annul
And my life is no longer dull
**You bring out; the
Colour of my heart
Red hot my blood flows
With joy my heart glows
And when we make love
It’s clear you’re: the
Colour of my heart
*Baby it’s clear, you’re a haven
Of joy and that I’m in heaven
Is not a secret anymore
I’d be mad if I asked for more
And heaven got no such rubbish
My heart you didn’t just refurbish
It’s clear where it does hinge
With this whole new different tinge,
REPEAT **
*It is written on my nappy
That you make me more than happy
And signs that you’re my brightest part
Are so conspicuous in my heart
REPEAT **
*Fazing out all forms of strife
Has given colour to my life
Nothing can tear us apart
You’re: the colour of my heart.

As some people say you can only know the importance of something or someone when it is already gone that’s why the title of this poem is "It starts with an end".

A man’s happy that he has found the right woman to marry and not even death, something he feared SO so much before can take his love away.

A Endless Love.

I can’t deny it; he loves me even when I go contrary.