To be with you, Baby, is to be me.
For I don’t know what would I be,
who would I be, without you.
Existence is meaningless, when
I don’t feel your presence
I don’t touch your hand
I don’t inhale your breath
I don’t see your impish smile and
the glint in your eyes.
Which leads me to an infallible conclusion:
It is inconceivable to live without you.
You give me life, unselfishly share its wonderful meanings,
and nourish my impoverished soul.
I love you very much, Baby!
