I Love You
I love you like the horizon loves the sky and the shadow loves the dark, inseparably. I love you like breath loves the lungs and a smile loves the corners of your mouth, interdependently. I love you like a journey's end, and then beginning, and then end, as life takes form, endlessly.
I love you like the clay loves the vase, and the sun stays up late to catch just a glimpse of a rising moon, do you see?
I love you in endless ways, for endless hours, of endless days. Infinity is the very essence of my love for you.
There was never a time I loved you less, nor will there ever be a time I could love you more, for perfection in love is unwavering.
I do not write this to make you feel a debt, and truly love requires no payment, nor could any afford the value even if it did. I write to remind you, so that you will recall just how much you love you too.
I love you like the clay loves the vase, and the sun stays up late to catch just a glimpse of a rising moon, do you see?
I love you in endless ways, for endless hours, of endless days. Infinity is the very essence of my love for you.
There was never a time I loved you less, nor will there ever be a time I could love you more, for perfection in love is unwavering.
I do not write this to make you feel a debt, and truly love requires no payment, nor could any afford the value even if it did. I write to remind you, so that you will recall just how much you love you too.
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