When you love me, love me as if your heart chambers have been crystalized in ice, and are just now starting to thaw. Love me as if all you know are the long cold nights of winter, and as if you’ve never felt gentle sunrays kiss your skin. If you love me, then love me bud by blooming bud, and watch in awe as each one unfolds at its own delicate pace. Be wonderstruck by the wind of my breath, and let wanderlust lead you to wherever that wind takes you. If you love me, love me as the sun loves the flowers. For the sun watches tenderly as each pink, purple, and white petal reveals itself slowly to the sun’s eager and awaiting gaze. Love me as I am spring, and then love me as I turn to summer. Love me as my unpredictable storms slowly turn into constant warm days. Love me as I find myself, and become steady. In return, I will love you as I love autumn, then winter. I will bask in your beauty as each leaf turns into a color so unique, God must make a new shade to describe it. I will love your bare branches and cold nights, because it takes so much strength to make yourself vulnerable. When you are feeling empty, I will point up to the sky and show you the glow of the trillions of stars we haven’t seen until now. Love me in my entirety, for I promise to have already loved you in yours since the beginning of time. Love me like spring, and I will love you for life.