In between the sandwiches of work and toil, you sprout unexpectedly from the brown bread that my life is, like a fresh green lettuce, a promise of health and fiber. Maybe you have always been here in my heart. A silent seed that made me long for the sunlight that is your love that I could never find from everybody else. Maybe that one great love I found in you could never be replaced by anybody.
You're making me explode with what-if's Babe. Admittedly, "after all this time. I'm still into you."