Only Love

How can I describe the way I feel towards you? Like finishing a good book? The feeling of the sun slowly caressing my skin? Or maybe even the feeling you get when everything turns out well in a series. But it is not like any of those. You are not a book but, you say you are an open book. You are not the sun but, you light up my life. You are not something I can watch when I want, even though I want to see you all the time. The truth is I can't name this feeling. Some may call it love but, what is love? A strong feeling. No, it is not love, it is something more. If you gave me a pen and paper, then asked me to write everything I like about you, I would fill the page. Ask me to write down all the things I don't like about you, the page would stay empty. You are perfect in every definition and the way you make me feel is indescribable, and that is all it ever will be. No words to describe. Only feeling, only love.