HOW DO I LOVE YOU?
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 that part of me that you bring out. 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 drawing out into the light all the beautifully belongings that no one else had looked quite far enough to find. 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 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…
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