Writing Prompt

If I count the ways I love you

It would be like counting

The grains of sand

In all the beaches

If I count the ways I hate you

It would be like counting air

Nothing there to count

Nothing able to be seen

Ive now told you

What would happen

If I count the ways I love you

What would happen if it was opposite?...

If I count the ways I love you

It would be like trying to count the stars

For the ways you are loved is infinite

If I count the ways I love you

It would be as if I was collecting each shell on the beach

For the ways you are loved are individually unique

If I count the ways I love you

It would take hours upon hours

For I’ve never loved anyone in the ways I love you...

If I Could Count the way’s I Love You,

I would run out of breath and die,

For the depths of my love are boundless and true,

An ocean of devotion that stretches far beyond the sky,

Every second with you is a treasure,

A luminous pearl in the vast sea of endless devotion,

To work together to get through the storms of weather,

As we stand tall in the face of lightening and thunder whole and unbroken...

If I count the ways I love you,

I’ll be accquanted with the stars,

I’ll be embracing planet mars,

From the earth, I’ll be so far,

If I count the ways I hate you,

I’ll be lying on muddy ground,

Quicksand hugs my body around,

Below hell’s land, I will be found.

Your presence ascends up the line,

Never subtract, never divide,

You are my life, I live you with pride,

With you, there’s no negative si...

If I count the ways I love you

I wouldn’t know where to begin

There is so much to say

About you

This amazing boy

Who decided to come my way

Where would I even start?

With your smile?

Maybe your eyes?

So many things about you

That I don’t think you realize

The way you always seem to know

Just what I need to feel calm

How you’ve never lied to me

You’ve been open all along

Just a si...

I was always terrible with numbers,

Failing to understand.

I’m not too different now.

Failing to grasp you.

But can I be convincing?

Can I promise sweet nothings?

Can I, Can I, Can I?

I don’t really want to,

But damn are you covered with moles.

And those moles hole themselves into my heart.

My first reason.

My first reason in trying to grasp these equations.

I was always terr...

Let me put it this way,

If every reason were a freckle,

If every reason was a beauty mark,

Then my dear your skin is the night sky.

If every thing I love,

Everything,

Anything I love about you,

Then my throat would ache,

My heart would break,

For I could never stop talking.

Listen,

Listen when I promise this,

Any digit of numbers,

Any fingers the world holds up,

Any reas...

Stumbling, slurring.

Getting drunk off this necter,

It’s heavy, weighing me down.

I drink and drink, just to have an excuse to stumble into your arms.

My feet are unsteady,

My heart unready,

My eyelids ready,

But I stumble.

Drunk off your soul.

Drunk because I need to find my own.

Drunk because I was never good with numbers....

If I count the ways I love you

I would run out of time to

If I count the times you made me smile

It would certainly take quite a while

If I count the times you kept me stable

There’d be no time to read our favorite fables

If I count the ways I love you

I wouldn’t have time left for you...

I would count everything that makes you, you

Your every freckle to your laugh

The way your eyes light up when you see me

The words you use to describe how you feel about me

The way your eyes start to water when I say I have to leave

Your choice of words you use

What makes you, you

Are all the things I love...