I do not love you like a caterpillar loves its cocoon.
I do not love you like a flame on a match.
I do not love you like a beautiful reflection in a mirror.
While enticing and beautiful in their own way, these things fade away.
I love you like the emerging butterfly that transforms and grows.
I love you like the eternal flame on burning mountain.
I love you like the rising sun that never fails to help us see.
My love is like the plants that come back after the harshest winters.
It’s like the structure left after a storm.
It’s an unbreakable, inseparable, impenetrable love.
A forever love.
