Before we began talking, i thought i had a good life. My family life was stable, my health was intact, and my friends were doing just fine. I thought i'd had happiness before i met you. I was happy, that much is true, but the happiness you give me is something i can't put into words. I like writing, as you know, and there are some times where you just leave me speechless. I know that God put you in my life and me in yours, for a reason. Every minute we talk is the best time of the day, and every minute we don't talk i feel like i'm missing something. You're what keep a smile on my face as life gets tougher, as drama starts to unfold between me and my family, and as life in general throws me