If I love you, then I love you in parts The parts of you that I know Fill me with adulation Or dislike depending the occasion
The parts of you I don't Are things I not know or things that I missed I am here loving you in parts Despite that you have my heart of hearts
I despise you in bits in pieces and frames And despite all that I still feel the same And the same that I feel is absolute Some sort of computation that doesn't compute.
If I love you in parts then it is deeply so Each part of you is precious that you must know I organized and gather my thoughts into stanza I love you in parts it's becoming a mantra
I love you in parts you've taken my heart
When I wrote this first line I was taking it in a completely different direction Then I got drunk and restarted it.
I dunno how I feel about capitalizing the start of the sentence