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I don't love you only because I love you and from loving you I start not loving you, and yet from waiting for you when I don't expect you my cold heart begins to burn for you.
I love you only because it is you I love,
I hate you endlessly, and in hating you I beg you, and it's the measure of my vagrant love not to see you and yet to love you blindly too.
Maybe January's light will consume my entire heart in its cruel rays, robbing me of my key to the quiet sublime.
In this story, only I die today, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, my love, mercilessly, crazed.