My King, Art

My life was not always this way

I use to sit only feeling suffering and pain

I'd cry for hours myself to sleep as I feel my soul slowly slip

From my body into the dark abyss of the cold world

I'm losing my mind but no one is around, no one cares.

But you, my love, you are different

You have seen through my acting of indifference

You barely know me and yet you stayed

By my side when I was enraged, when I was sad

Art, my dear, you are my life and have proved your loyalty time and time again.

Art you are my King and I your Queen  you look at nothing but me

I need you as much as I need the air I breathe.

Every stroke, every line, every eraser mark shows your dedication to our relationship

Our beautiful children-we have many- have filled my life with plenty

I feel as if I have no care in the world as long as Art, you are there.