I am afraid of losing you

Every day you become more beutifull than before
The Peaple watch you and think about you
I can't describe how much you are beutifull
Your hair is black like as the dark night
Your eyes like a lake inside it lots of secrets
Your heart is sensetive like a tree moves by the wind
Your face is cute like small child
If you know how much I love you, then you would know why I'm afraid of losing you