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i love you to the end

of my fingertips and

beyond

i love you to the bottom

of every trashcan

i love you to the top

of every skyscraper

i love you when it sounds

dumb

i love you when i can’t

write it better

i love you when my mind

is gone

this is not a dissertation

this is a poem

it shot out of me

i didn’t research this

it just is

like sunsets are pretty and

insects are everywhere and

death is inevitable and

life is great because of that

xoxo, 

nefiss.tumblr and HfshAfndi