To Love: I didn't ask you to stay.
But you stayed.
I never asked you who you were
Or what you wanted.
You were simply there.
What did you want from me, love?
Was I not stronger alone?
And did I ever need you?
But stay a bit longer.
Not long until they stop asking how I am
and I stop answering, "Fine."
Everyone can tell at a glance:
You are here.
If you ever leave me
I will go with you
- Paul Krantz
What use is love only in thought?
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