The kind of love I have for you was the one that I stirred well; I shaped sincerely, I mixed with tenderness and fondness only. The kind of love that completed me.
The kind of love that will love you unconditionally, a love that you don’t need to force, that you don’t even need to try but comes through so smoothly.
The kind of love that will choose you over and over, despite and despite, over a song I listen to every day, over my favorite cheesecake, over the warmth of my bed, despite all the obstacles ahead, over every single thing I’ve loved in life.
The kind of love that will be there whenever the sun is about to rise and whenever the sun is about to set. The kind of love in your morning bed, the kind of love in your dream at night.
The kind of love that will linger on your bad days and becomes serotonin to linger on your skin and bones, a love that will fill your days with beautiful and magical things.
The kind of love that warms your body and soul than the fire and any flame you can find, a love that will catch the wind and thunder barehanded for you.
The kind of love that will walk hand in hand with you, the kind of love that will never lies, the kind of love that will always listen.
The kind of love I have for you comes from seeing you healthy and doing well, from seeing you happy and live a good life, from seeing you accomplish everything you’ve dreamed of and win in life.
The kind of love that will never get old and goes away even if the world goes in its wicked way. A love that you’ve been longing for, that you’ve given to your surrounding, that you deserve to have.
The kind of love I have for you goes beyond the horizon, a love you can find under the sea and everywhere in this world beneath the sky. The kind of love that will clash with the stars and explode in the galaxy, hanging in the sky and replacing the moon and sun.
The kind of love that you feel you could die for it. A love that will remain to stay with you on a battlefield, become bulletproof to your chest and willingly fight for you.
The kind of love that will love you when you’re not whole, when you lose yourself, when your breath feels heavy when you feel that the world is against you. The kind of love that will go against the world for you.
The kind of love that will always forgive.
The kind of love that will always believe.
The kind of love that will always be brave.
The kind of love that will always feel safe.
The kind of love that will follow you wherever you’re end up next.
The kind of love for you to rest, a love that feels like home.
The kind of love that will keep growing surely and steadily without a pause, without a doubt, without questioning the return.
The kind of love I have for you was easy yet enormous. It was so near, yet so far.
The kind of love that stayed in prayer, in a story, a writing, a poem, a song, beyond everything written here, and will remain eternally.
P.S. The kind of love I have for you was born solely to be yours.
𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺,
𝘍𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘺, 23, 2023
