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“He loved her in a subtle kind of way. It wasn’t the kind of love you see in movies, with swelling music and giant gestures and running through the streets to catch a departing train. It wasn’t the kind of love that Byron or Shakespeare wrote about, with flowery language and hyperbole and iambic pentameter. It was still and deep, like water that you might mistake for shallow if you just watched the surface. It was entirely his, not dependent on her own feelings for him, and it would still be there whether she, or him, or everyone else on the world disappeared. It was a subtle kind of love, but it was true.”
“I’d imagine the whole world was one big machine. Machines never come with any extra parts, you know. They always come with the exact amount they need. So I figured, if the entire world was one big machine, I couldn’t be an extra part. I had to be here for some reason. And that means you have to be here for some reason, too.”
— Hugo (2011)
How much do i love her? Have you ever walked somewhere for the first time, somewhere you may have driven to or rode past plenty of times. That place that seems so familiar. And one day you decide to walk there instead of drive and shortly into your journey you realize this walk is way longer than you expected. That there is soo much going on during this trip that you overlook and fail to realize so often. And after that long yet rewarding walk you appreciate that place so much more.
That is my love for you.
Even though i may be familiar to you, my love for you is vast. It is long and enduring. It is tried and tested. It is forever growing and adjusting. It is deep. It is traveled often but examined rarely. it expects nothing but gives all. You are loved beloved.