How many ways can I
Say I love you?
You are the truth,
Because nothing else makes sense.
You are the remedy, for the broken pieces of me.
You are the dream that comes after the rain.
How many ways can I tell you that I love you?
You are the sunrise, waking my sleeping soul.
You are the darkest knight, rescuing me from myself.
You are the reason, the stars in the sky, glitter so brightly.
It’s so easy to say those words to you.
There’s no other way to explain it.
You are poetry made real and
I love you.
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