I have always loved this quote and wanted to write something similiar. So here is my version of the same poem! (It’s incomparable to the original but oh well)
Forever. Without any speed breakers on the road and without any bodyguard to tell me the entry for this door is closed. Increasing with every tantrum you throw and never lowering for any voice you hold back.
I will love you. I will. I will love you as all the misfortune in the world loves me and I will love you as I love the old man next door who holds his newspaper upside down and as the old man next door loves his wife who was forty when she left him for a man who was thirty. I will love you as the water in your eyes loves your cheeks more and as the blush on your cheeks glimmers every time I hold your hand and as your hands love to stuff themselves in your pockets and the pockets love to steal coins and never return them back.
I will love you as railways love loud announcements, as traffic loves noise and as noises love the insides of our ear to make home. I will love you as carnivals love crowds and as crowds love big fancy rotating swings and as the children screaming on those swings love deceiving gravity and as gravity is something which is always separating us apart and even though it is not gravity but our cowardice to admit but it is better to blame something other than ourselves. I will love you like the edges of the furniture love every pinky finger, as square loves corners and as corners love lovers.
I will love you as the mosquito in my room loves my fingers and as my fingers love running through the gaps on your chest and as your chest loves to rise and rest like the waves of an ocean when I lay my head on it. I will love you as the knife in the kitchen loves to butcher the skin of the fruits and as the skin of these fruits loves to mix with the worms and as the worms love to get cracked open under heeled shoes of expensive men and as expensive men love to crack open their skulls in front of the desks of expensive buildings. I will love you as a shadow loves the back of everyone, as reflections love the person idiotically waving at plane glass, as each line loves to reach infinity.
I will love you as the blood loves to rush out from the body and as you love to lick it back open. I will love you until the voices in your throat are no more calling my name and until all my memory has you and only you in them. I will love you as the fire loves to burn and as burns love to rip apart the skin to hurt and as hurt loves everyone who is broken and as broken loves to stay hidden in the cupboard repeating the same five songs on repeat. I will love you as each alcoholic loves his drink, as each addict loves his drug, as each smoker loves the last burning ash.
I will love you until the sun swallows us as a whole and the universe stops expanding. I will love you as the leaves love to shred from the tree and as the tree loves to give shade to the only two people standing under it and the only two people standing under it are shy to cross the one metre distance between them. I will love you like the system loves to cheat and as cheaters love to argue and as argument loves my home.
I will love you until all the water in the world has touched your feet and your feet have walked your favourite lanes and as the lanes now know of two more idiots. I will love you in a way they show in movies and I will love you in a way that makes you feel poetic to exist. I will love you until each cell of your skin has felt my warmth and until the warmth has touched your heart and your heart has felt free of the veins.
I will love you through all the versions you have inside you, I will love you if you are not funny anymore and I will love you if you are angrier today than yesterday. I will love you until purple means purple and black means sad, and as sad means all the days you have spent repenting and as repenting has loved all the people who could not say goodbye. I will love you as death loves suddenness, as grief loves to break down in the middle of writing a sentence and as sentences love creating things that never existed in the first place. I will love you as artists love fantasy and as poets love heartbreak.
I will love you until you start to see colours again and they are bright only for your eyes and I will love you until I get the disease I will love you until the disease is dementia and all I will remember is you and all I will remember is you and all I will remember is you and all I will remember is you and all I will remember is you and all I will remember is you and all I will remember is you and.
I will love you as acne loves the face of beautiful girls and as beauty only loves a certain person and as a certain person looks in the mirror wishing to be the beautiful girl. I will love you until you have my name written on your hair and I will love you until I am not more than a faded memory residing in your foggy memory and the foggy memory sometimes makes you more lonely than happy. I will love you if you cannot love yourself and I will love you if you can and I will love you if you try to love yourself and I will love you if you fail to.
I will love you as prostitutes love to fuck and as fucking loves to not feel and as feeling is something which I am not capable of doing anymore. I will love you until I understand golf, until the white shows are dirty with crow shit, until the entire world is nothing but a nest on an alien ship.
I will love you if the dinosaurs come back to take the planet and you are the only saviour of humanity. I will love you for all the time I am allowed to and even a little more to steal because I am yours to obey and yours to keep.
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