There Is Not a Number For the Amount of Times I Have Thought of You Just Today

there is not a number for the amount of times i have thought of you just today they double and they multiply by the second my amount of love for you an endless cup i wish you could drink from if only i had the strength to tell you what you already know to affirm your thoughts for they are just as complex, if not more than mine to revel in the feeling of conversation and oneness to look at you and see a reflection of myself even if we don’t talk as we used to, you still know me the most. i wish to keep it that way. to know all your secrets and clutch them so close that not a breath could be taken near them to protect you with a soft love, a gentle love, an intimate love to assure you that when you speak with me, you are safe there is not a number for the amount of times i have thought of you just today