How do I love you?
I love you, not just as how the roses bloom without the aid of the day
or as profound as my lessons in advanced accounting
I love you, not just as how a desert lily longs for a single drop
or as how Sleeping Beauty waited for her prince beloved
I love you, far mysterious than any secret poem ever written
For I love you, deeper than the soul.
Yet, I cannot love you
I do not love you, I will not love you
except because of no because
except because I simply love you.
so simple that I see myself
when you look into my eyes
so simple that my chest moves
when you breathe
so simple that I dream
when you fall asleep.