To you, love was about multitudes.
To me, love was inordinate.
I love you, I would say.
How much? you would ask.
I couldn’t find the words to answer you then. But they have found their way to me since. And this is
what I would tell you.
I would blanket the world in utter darkness;
I would pull back the veil of light and reveal to you a blinding crescendo of stars.
I would drain all the seven seas and ask you to count—one by one—every grain of sand that clings to the ocean floor.
I would tally the beat of every human heart that has echoed since the dawn of our becoming.
And as you look in awe at the sheer magnitude of my admission, I would take your hand in mine and tell you; if only you had let me, this is how much I could have loved you.
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