I don’t love casually. When I love, it’s fierce. It’s my soul ripped wide open and raw. It’s my whole heart on display. It’s all I have and everything I know, handed to you, like a gift. I hope you unwrap it gently. I’m essentially giving you the knife and showing you exactly where to hurt me deepest, where to wound me so deeply that I may never recover.

That is how fiercely I love you.

– Unknown Sebeistor Poet