For a man I endlessly...

It was an endless winter, chilling and dark, with heavy suspence, with no hope to break off. And when I met him - my fifth season, my summer evermore, not straight away had I realized him to be that one. Many days I closed my eyes in order to see what the reality was. A little bit insane, I was roaming to and fro, looking for my safety, and I finally got home, laying my head on his shoulder.
Like every man is a King on his own throne, for a long time I'd have been an uncrowned princess, and in his careful hands I've found my one.
When people I used to know asked me if I loved him, I always kept silent, cus there was no use to say I did, I had a passionate desire to save all the words exclusively for him. I was not sure enough, but I got a strong feeling.
Fully messing, I got nothing to do with my unability to express: the more I was trying, the worse all had been. Dazzled by my disease, I was so confused. I should have left him, not keepin in getting him harm. But there were so many weaknesses. Slowly destroying him, I was closer and closer to that day him to shut the door.
I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what real things are. And now I over again have all the words for him, clear enough to express in a good way; all my heart beating for him and all my life to heal him gently.
He is my Man, and there is no doubt I will literally give my life for him, just for reason...

...I love him.