I will love you in all the ways you haven’t loved yourself.
Through all of your darkest torments and all of your deepest fears.
I’ll love you on the days you can’t get out of bed and when you’re grumpy in the morning.
I’ll love you through shared coffee and whispered love notes.
I’ll love you on the brightest of days and the gloomiest moments.
Under star filled skies, and under piercing gazes.
I’ll love you on the days you have nothing left to give.
I’ll love you in ways the poets write about and the dreamers dream.
I’ll love you through every single little hurricane.
Just let me.
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Author:
Meagan (
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- Category: Love
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Comments1
I see you've been attending life's School of Love, were I your teacher I'd mark this with an A+. 😉👍
Thank you! I tried to drop out of life's School of Love, but apparently it's impossible.
A lesson I learned a long time ago, "Love needs me as much as I need love". And I believe that applies to everyone. 😉
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