The Paroles Of JK

How do I love thee?

I do not love you for any distance, for all journeys return in the end, and I do not love you in a circle.

I do not love you for any height, for if there exists even another millimetre then my love is poorly described.

I do not love you for any time; forever has no meaning for bones in earth, and the worms that gorge on me have no romance in their souls.

I do not love you for any reason; it is as natural and mysterious to me as breathing.

Thus I can only assure you that I love you with all the love that will fit in this small body, for this short time that we exist, on this tiny dot of rock in a cold and uncaring universe. It is not much. But it is all I have.