My everything

Some days I question our love. As if it ever existed. Or maybe one day it did. It's love. You can't control it, it's the most powerful thing us humans feel. But one thing I do know is that I cannot explain how much I love you. How long I think about you. How long I talk to you. How long I imagine about you. How long I want to dream about you. How long I want to spend life with you. You're my everything "E" Am I yours? You're my favorite thing in the world. More than motorcylces. More than food, I can chose you over eating any day. More than sleep, I would stay awake for you day and night. More than music, I could swear it off for you. Would you do the same for me?