Many words have been created. Many actions have been performed. Many forms of love exist.
Many forms of hate exist.
Among all of these many many ways of living, ways of dealing and being, there is nothing strong enough to express how i feel.
Oh, how I wish to explain it so you can feel it too.
Almost like butterflies so beautiful you could cry. Butterflies whose wings sing your name when they flutter.
Almost like twinkling stars so bright they can be seen next to the sun and shine brighter. With every twinkle they sprinkle love upon all who notice them.
But so much more than that. So much better than that.