I won't let you go...

It seems so insignificant to blog about the way I feel, but if my girlfriend ever reads this, then maybe she'll truly understand how I feel.
There isn't a second that goes by when I'm not thinking of Her. Literally, She is always on my mind. I do believe that everything about Her is perfect. The fact that She notices all the little things about me and loves them and that She loves everything that I hate about myself. I love the way She cares about me and puts me first, the way She cuddles me; I could spend forever in Her arms, the way She tells me things nobody else knows, the way that she cries when she's happy because She loves me that much, the way She accepts everything about me, the way She looks in the morning, the way She looks when She's all dressed up. The little smile She does after our kisses, the way She sometimes goes all shy, when She sings to me, when She looks into my eyes, the way we both just loose ourselves in each other and forget everything else.
I love that whenever we're together, I know that nothing and no one could ever hurt me because She's there to look after me. I love all the stupid things we do together like talk in funny accents or do funny dances. I love the fact that She is the only person who makes me properly giggle like a child, properly smile and go all shy.
I hope that I'll always be able to look after Her because I never want to lose Her. I want to be the one She wakes up next to and goes to sleep next to every night, I want to be the one who cooks Her breakfast in bed every morning, the one who takes care of Her when She's ill, the one who shares every precious moment with Her. Even though other aspects of my life aren't going well, She is my support and my rock. She is my best friend and the only person I can truly trust. I know that She'll never let me down, just as I will do everything in my power to never let her down and to look after her for the rest of my life.