Some story of sorts

It's a beautiful thing
It feels great
It makes you high
And sober sometimes..

Most people have it,
Many have lost it,
Some crave it,
But we perfected it.

What we have is different,
It's unique,
It's spectacular,
It's mind blowing,
Not ordinary.

How we got here many wonder,
How we worked they puzzle,
What I see in you they ask,
What they know not is,
I am addictively in love with you.

Even when we are far apart
Every day
Every moment.
Most love ends with death,
But not mine,
I'd love you till I die,
And even after that,
I would literally love you till the end of time.