Dear Amroy

I love you like the song on the lips of a prayer, and like the unveiling of a tender rose.
I love you without limits or boundaries, and where there is no space or time.  
I love you through hurt and pain, and within the harmony of chaos and confusion.
I love you without regret, and beyond the struggles of doubt and fear
I love you regardless of your flaws, and I embrace every perfect imperfection
I love you without judgments or conditions, without pretense or selfish ambition.
I love you without having to define how or why, because I just do
And I do so freely.