William Butler Yeats, He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.
I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.
I love thee, I love but thee
With a love that shall not die
Till the sun grows cold
And the stars grow old...
You call it madness, but I call it love.
If I know what love is, it is because of you.
Jean Baptiste Henry Lacordaire
We are the leaves of one branch, the drops of one sea, the flowers of one garden.
Song of Solomon
This is my beloved and this is my friend.
Just so you know, there's a space that only you can fill. Just so you know, I loved you then, I guess I always will.
You're nothing short of my everything.