My love for you does not adhere to rules like “three strikes and you’re out”. Instead my love for you lives like grass stepped on, crushed, burned out and cut; but still persists and grows back. This shows my love for you to be deep and real and me to be a fool. C.B.

If you love something very much,
you’ve got to go easy with it;
give it some room to move around.
If you try to hold it tight like that,
it’ll always try to get away.
Harry Kronman