I sometimes feel <br /> a little jealous in my thoughts, <br /> imagining that someone else <br /> could please you more than me. <br /> It's just my insecurity <br /> acting up a bit, I guess... <br /> because I know I'm not the most beautiful <br /> the most enticing, the most fun, or the <br /> most imaginative person in the world. <br /> But I do know this <br /> that no matter how much time goes by, <br /> I can't imagine that <br /> you'll ever find another <br /> who will love you with a beauty <br /> and a passion and a happiness <br /> like that which I feel for you.<br /><br />Mary F. Rugg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-love-14/
