Simply, I love you.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Philosophical insight into truth, love,...and death.

Submitted: December 11, 2008

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Submitted: December 11, 2008

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The last thing I will ever say.
Will be the words “I love you.”
Because that's all I can think,
To EVER do.

Simply because love is my life.

Why should I give in to the ongoing fight?

Love doesn't admire life,
Quite like life admires love,
But simply becomes the best reason,
For the long life it drove.
It only shares the appreciation.
Because of life's simple solicitation.
The last words you say,
Are the only ones you've ever meant,
Quite so truly,
As when you went.

You're last thought is always the truth.

That's why we beg for the return of youth.

Death stares those in the face,
And becomes the truth in crying eyes.

It brings out the best, the worst, and the amazing,

In life when it dies.
Truth is not quite death.
Just the entreating part and zest.
Living is the real,
Death is just a quick instance in it.
We must come clean to that,
And accept the forever writ.
Therefore, death is truth.
Giving life it's last fruit.
But simply one of many.
A lot like feeling.
A feeling of,
Utter bleeding.
A feeling like love.
Forever we shall love.
The extreme sacrifice,

Of releasing tears for mere physical pain.

Sacrifice to the possible,
To prove impossible to be plain.
In memories we live through,
So, as I always say, I love you.


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