Love is nothing but lust misspelled.
I loved you backward and forward in time. I loved you beyond boundaries of time and space.
In the end--when all else is dust--loyalty to those we love is all we can carry with us to the grave. Faith--true faith--was trusting in that love.
The problem with being passionately in love ... is that it deprives you of too much sleep.
Love was as hardwired into the structure of the universe as gravity and matter.