"Let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone. Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow."

- Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

I love you...
Are but three words said too much
And yet to one person it means a lot
How can three words put together equate to life itself?
Like the unparalleled beauty of the endless sky at dawn
Or the innocence of a cry of a newborn
Like the ineffable coming together of orange and purple
During sunsets as the sun kisses the abyss
Like the irreplaceable comfort you feel when a rainbow appears after each storm
Storms, of which you are uncertain when will ever stop.
I love you...
How can it take all your pain and sorrows away?
Immeasurable bliss as the right one spoke
How can it magically turn frowns into smiles..
Tears into hopes..
Moments into memories..
Sufferings into happiness..
How can it home one person both in your heart and in your mind?
Both in your present and in your future
Both in your dreams and in your realities
Both in your fears and in your fantasies..
I love you...
Are but three words said too much
And yet, they are never enough.