This is your love letter
You fold it to divide it equally between whomever you deem a recipient
Love doesn’t divide, it multiplies
But also
You can
only fold
a piece
of paper
in half
seven
times
Sometimes I just want him to love me to the extent I can love him
But no one’s paper remains as uncreased as mine
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 3:05 AM UTC
This is your love letter
You fold it to divide it equally between whomever you deem a recipient
Love doesn’t divide, it multiplies
But also
You can
only fold
a piece
of paper
in half
seven
times
Sometimes I just want him to love me to the extent I can love him
But no one’s paper remains as uncreased as mine
