she is the reason why i move on the reason why i still smile she is my happiness she is my life she is the mirror of myself the one who tells me that i need help she brings out the best and worse in me she's the reason for being me i owe her every bit of what you see all the best and flaws that i'll ever be with the ins and out that you don't see for she's the reason why i'm me she the one i call home even the girl behind this poem the only woman that drives me mad but she's all the sanity that i'll ever need to have i promise that all my days i vow to love her with all ways i know how with all the things she wants me to be in love like a man whose, for her, crazy i'll remind myself those flowers that i forgot to give her in the past such will be my token of love for her which will be proven as the time pass i wont forget to conjure words like how i string up music chords until the last breathe my body makes until the las...