Why I love her? What is it about her?

I told her I would write this. So here goes:

• She saved me from myself when I needed it the most.
• She is fucking beautiful.
• She has the most amazing eyes, ever.
• She likes games.
• There is a geek in her.
• She totally gets my nerdy jokes.
• Her voice is my favorite song.
• She's the nicest person I know. Well, too nice in fact!
• Her smile makes butterflies in a meadow look like a scene from a gore movie (Hostel II types).
• She reminds me of all the good things that have happened to me in my life.
• In all the madness that I live in, she's the only island of sanity that I have.
• She love's me too, "in her own way"!
• Though whatever little time we get to spend together, it's always mad and fun.
• The first time we met, the first thing that happened - out of nowhere, this dude tuns up and tries to sell me condoms. And I'm like, "Not tonight mate!"
• We both love daal and rice!
• She's am amazing cook and I love food!
• She loves being driven and I love driving.
• She has her dumb blond moments and I find them funny and cute!
• Just the thought of her, fills me with wonderful feelings.
• She's one of the few people who totally understands me.
• She's just like the Elvis Costello song "She"

She
May be the face I can't forget.
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay.
She may be the song that summer sings.
May be the chill that autumn brings.
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day.

She
May be the beauty or the beast.
May be the famine or the feast.
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.
She may be the mirror of my dreams.
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell

She who always seems so happy in a crowd.
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past.
That I remember till the day I die

She
May be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough and rainy years
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is

She, she, oooohh she