Friday, August 24, 2012

IS LOVE ❤


IS LOVE


I LOVE YOU
Not only for what you are,
but for what I am when I am with you.

I LOVE YOU
Not only for what you have made of yourself,
but for what you are making of me.

I LOVE YOU
For putting your hand into my heaped-up heart
and passing over all the foolish, 
weak things that you can’t help dimly seeing there,
and for drawing out into the light
all the beautiful belongings that no one else had looked quite far enough to find.

I LOVE YOU
For the part of me that you bring out.

I LOVE YOU 
Because you are helping me to make of the lumber of my life,
Not a tavern but a temple;
Out of the works of my every day,
Not a reproach but a song.

I LOVE YOU
Because you have done more than any creed 
could have done to make me good
And more than any fate could have done to make me happy.
You have done it
without a touch,
without a word,
without a sign.
You have done it by being yourself.
Perhaps that is what being a friend means, 
After all.

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