With All My Heart
A little corner of the internet made just to say what words still struggle to hold: I love you, deeply, tenderly, and endlessly.
You are my calm, my wonder, and my favorite forever.
What My Heart Knows
You make the world softer, brighter, and more alive.
Loving you feels like warmth in winter, pink light through a window, and every beautiful thing arriving all at once. This page is simple, but the feeling behind it is not: you matter to me more than I can ever fully say.
A Poem For Love
Words from a real poet, for a very real feeling.
This is one of the most beloved love poems ever written, and it says so much of what love longs to say when the heart is overflowing.
"How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)" by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Public-domain text via Poets.org .
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Always
If love can live in colors, it would look like this.
Pink for tenderness. Hearts for devotion. This whole page for you, Cali. No matter how many ways there are to say it, I never get tired of the truest one: I love you.