I love you because to me not loving you isn't an option. Everything about you damn near borders you on perfection. And when I say everything I mean it, from the way you walk and talk to the way you brush your hair away or look even when you've just woken up. I love you for all the things you've taught me that, until the day you die, you won't have a clue what meant to me. Before you I was running away from anything that resembled commitment into the arms of any woman. You know all of my past and yet you still chose to love me.
I love you for how good you make me feel I'm with you, you can make me radiate pride from having you beside me or beam with happiness from the way you make me feel like I'm the only man for you. I love you because you ignore everyone's views and comments on us and the rumors you hear.
I love you because not loving you is simply not an option.