To Love You ..

It feels bittersweet to love you, as though time has already run its ruinous path and everything good is over before it begins..

It feels perilous to love you, like a dust storm swallowing up the sky or a comet skimming the stratosphere.

But it is an honor to love you. Like the snow drifts giving way to spring, I will hold you for as long as I can.

I am sorry to love you beyond sanity.
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I believe that it's the ordinary that is so distinguished. I am only an amateur who sees the mundane with a twist. Goes around putting titles on self-perceived moments as life goes on by...