The Ways I Will Love You

I will love you like a magic 8-ball having all the predictable answers in the world. Not that I’m predictable, but I am constant. I’ll tell you ‘‘without a doubt’’, ‘‘It is certain’’, things that will boost you up and not make you question yourself. I will always be here and you will always hear from me. I will be the person you will run to for backup in your decisions. I won’t care, I’m here to support you — I’m your magic 8-ball.

I will love you like how the trees sway. No matter how much the wind howls, I will but sway. I will not be uprooted. I will stay here until you choose to get your saw and cut me down. But I’m a tree that’s even stronger than a Teak. You won’t be able to cut me down.

I will love you like a little girl loves candies, the kind that would brighten up anybody’s day. Give her candy when she needs an injection or when after a tooth’s been removed, and nothing will seem to have happened. Nothing will matter because now she has her candy. You are my candy. Nothing else matters.

I will love you like how Van Gogh paints, how long-separated lovers touch again, how King Henry gave everything up for Anne Boleyn, how Akeelah spells all the impossible words in the dictionary. I will love you passionately. I will love you perfectly. I will love you like it’s the only thing I know how to do.

I will love you in the truest, most unexplainable sense. I will love you in the darkness, I will love you in the light, and I will love you in the chasm that lies in between. Every single part of me will love every single part of you.

So let me and love me, too. Because I do not want these to be just dreams of how I will love you.