You are who I love. The girl on the pedestal, the fantasy, the make-believe things that are actually true. You are what I love. The depth, the inside jokes, the best friend. You are when I love. A new history is being started with you. We are the young lovers our older selves will some day reminisce about. You are where I love because I’d go any where just to be with you. You are why I love because before you, I didn’t truly understand what I was looking for. Now that we’ve found each other, you’ve given my past and future a meaning
You are the sixth. You are the last.