My frame of reference of love has
always come from literature
In my brooding youth Bronte
encapsulated my view point thusly
The trouble is not that I’m
single and likely to stay single
But that I am lonely and likely
to stay lonely.
But as I grew up, my darkening
view was more Shakespeare
Love is merely a madness and I
tell you
Deserves as well a dark house and
a whip as mad men do
But now,
Now, since you;
To my abject horror, my view on
love can be better described by Nicholas Sparks in the
NOTEBOOK
It’s not easy, it’s hard
You have to work at it
But if you are worth it
It is tremendously life altering
I’m saying this out loud
In front of this crowd, the sky
and all of the Heavens to witness
Because I want you, I want all of
you
I love you
Forever
(Or something like that.)
