In the simplest and most complicated terms,
I love you.
In many ways
I cannot describe.
Laughter which verifies that everything is all right, and is unique, stemming from my creation.
Optimism surprising and amazing me, changing impending impossibility into fairy-tale someday.
Vigorous is your commitment to healing wounds and soothing mind, a trait I can't help but admire from afar.
Veracious in your emotions and beliefs, virtuous you and they both are, well meaning and the meaning well worth it, though sometimes hard to hold onto.
Eyes that glisten green, and whose mood I involuntarily capture and mimic in just a blink.
YOU. That's what and who I love, and I would never change you if I could. Even against everything internal and external, eternal
I love you.
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Love: A Collection of Stories
RomanceA collection of short stories, poetry, musings-- all the good parts, all the bad parts, some of them barely literature, in order-- about none other than love: Disclaimer: These are mainly old stories, compiled together. However, keep reading and per...
