I love you, with no strings attached, no fine-print terms and conditions. I love who you are right now, in this very moment. Should you change, I’d love that ‘you’ too. If you ever leave, my love will follow you out the door, a reminder to carry with you–into the cruel world–that you’re adored. You will always have a home in my arms, close to my heart that pulses in time with yours.
I love your robust laugh, your infectious smile. I love your touching tears, your furrowed brow. I love your eyes, your lips, your nose, your cheeks…every inch of your compulsively kissable, devastatingly beautiful face. I love your soft curves and your sharp angles; the scars where your brokenness was fused back together. I love every uncharted part of your body, every corner of your brilliant mind, every beat of your tender heart, every celestial piece of your soul. The components of you I can’t touch, I still somehow feel with all my being.
If you ever stop loving me, I won’t stop…even if you want me to. I’ll just love you unobtrusively, quietly, never forcing that love on you. I know no other way. But if you were to ever think life unloving, you would find solace in knowing at least one person out there loves you. Always.
Sorry to sound like a broken record, but this is the song I have on repeat