"I am unsure if you have noticed, actually i haven't even noticed myself until now...
..... but you have become my muse.
I have been struggling for so long, yet from the moment I met you I have done nothing but create art.
You are the Rose to my Jack, the way I want you to sprawl naked on my couch and I'll sit there with my canvas, capturing your essence. Your silhouette, your always perfect moustache, the sparkles in your eyes and the smile that makes me fall for you over and over again...
I promise to love you in all the ways that are possible, for all eternity until we're both old and wrinkly.
Thank you. For being you. For being Art by simply being yourself."










