If i had to count the ways I love you... the numbers would stretch around this world but never end.
If I had to speak or write to explain my love for you, my voice would grow hoarse trying, my hand become numb, and my mind frustrated with its inadequancies.
But one of the miracles of this love I have for you is that it needs no counting, no explanations, no play of eloquent words.
What counts is that you know it exists that it lives without explanation when we are apart, temporarily distracted or silent.
That when i say "I love you," it is sincere, straight from the heart and of the kind that will not end.
I wish that for one moment you could be me just so you could know how much..
I Love You..
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