measuring love

how do u measure love?
for some people it is the number of heartbeats per minute,
or the rate of their pulse as it quickens
at the sight of a loved one.
it could be the number of times she smiles in a day,
recollecting happy thoughts
or the amount of shimmer in her eyes.
for some, it would be the dozen letters stacked in a shoe box
proclaiming an undying love,
or the petals of a dozen roses
kept between the pages of an ancient book.
it could be the cluster of stars he promised to pull out of the sky for her that night,
or the mountains he’d sworn he’d move.
for those who are apart,
it is counting the days till their hearts are reunited,
or for the lucky few,
it is counting the mornings of waking up in each others’ arms.

for me, love is measured
through the countless tears that fell from my eyes,
or by the hours I spent tossing and turning in bed
at a sleepless night.
it is counting the sunny days brought by his smile,
or the gloomy ones brought by his absence.
it is the thousand sunrise and sunsets that brings hope,
or a hundred shooting stars to wish upon
to help me find the one.
love is measured with every “hello”
… with every “I love you”
… with every “I’m sorry”
and with every “goodbye”....

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