I love you. I love the way the morning air feels inside my lungs and how cool the breeze is. Morning air smells like a new start.
I love you. I love the way water tastes after a long day on the beach. It's like drinking life after the sun demanded to hold whatever you could offer him without keeling over.
I love you. I love the way the sky makes me feel. It reminds me that I am beautiful and something amazing. How blessed am I to witness something so vast and grand as the sky?! I want to be everything the sky is. But I cannot.
I can love you. So I will and I will keep loving you. I won't close any window in your life to try and perserve a sense of morning air. Because the sun will only rise higher in your life, and I will have to choose to either be your water or to demand more from you than you are able to give. And even if you stop loving me, I will show you a love as vast and as grand as the sky.