He took the poem he wrote me and made it the song.
I keep everything!"
The poem is super sweet
The full poem read: “You’re my Devil.
You’re my Angel.
You’re my Heaven.
You’re my Hell.
You’re my now.
You’re my forever.
You’re my freedom.
You’re my jail.
You’re my lies.
You’re my truth.
You’re my war.
You’re my truce.
You’re my questions.
You’re my proof.
You’re my stress and you’re my masseuse.”
Pretty powerful and, ahem, risque (masseuse?)
