I love you I'd say.
How much, you'd ask.
This is what I would tell you.
If I could drain the ocean floor and count every grain of sand; sum up every breath that echoed since the dawn of our becoming; unveil the sheets that blankets our sky;
In utter darkness, only to reveal
The frightening multitude of the stars beneath.
If only you let me, this is how much I could have loved you.
- Jen Ngan –