I love you more.
I say it all the time. I love you more.
Not I love you more in the "no, I love you more...no, me...no, I love you...no, I love you more", want to throw up from the cavity inducing sweetness in my mouth, must be stuck mentally at fifteen, kind of way. You're not hearing me right.
I love you more.
I love you more than I ever expected I was capable of. I loved you yesterday, and days before. And I don't just love you still; I love you more.
I love you more every day, in every smile. I love you more for everything you are to me. I love you more for every moment we share, for every single time the stars shine brighter because of who we are when we are together. I love you more, you see. I love you more, when you love me more. And I know you do.
So every time I say it, every time I love you more, never think for one second that I am wrong. It's just not possible. I love you more.
More.
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