How Do I Love Thee?

I love thee…

…but I decided to stop counting, stop posting, stop this nonsense.

I’m stopping not because I’ve stopped loving you.
True love cannot be measured.

I started writing this exactly a month after I had confessed my love to you.
Exactly a month after you so gently rejected me for reasons we both know.

I heal through writing. And the longer I wrote about the things I love about you, the more I realized that I don’t need to have you bound in a romantic relationship with me. Our love for each other continues to live in our hearts. The odd soul-twin friendship we have is more than enough.

When I fully knew that in mind and in heart, I knew I could move on.

Right now, it’s bliss. I have a girlfriend who is very dear to me.

But as I still write in this blog despite having a new love, I felt it was like me continually looking over my shoulder to look at your shadow.

I don’t want to be unfair to my lover.

I love thee…

…and the littlest of things you do that make me feel so special.

I love thee…

…and the fact that our teasing and playful banter just shows our closeness to each other.

I love thee…

…that my thoughts are always with you, even when we’re apart. Even when I’m overloaded with activities that I cannot spend some time with you. At least not yet…

I love thee…

…so let me thank your mother, for making it possible for us to meet each other in this vast ocean of people.

I love thee…

…despite distance and time. For although I do not believe our souls are inseparable, this love that links and binds us together is strong enough to brave the waves of arguments, pain and emotions we’ve had.

I love thee…

…for being capable of cheering me up with the smallest gestures.

I love thee…

…for you are my soul’s twin. Our circumstances and similarities are so uncanny, it’s amazing how we were able to meet each other in this vast planet.

I love thee…

…because you are such a valiant and determined soul. Your deep and honest desire to help the world become a better place is touching and moving.

I love thee…

…so I don’t think I’ll ever get mad at you. If ever I do, it won’t be for long.