I love you,

but quietly,

like the wind on a summer day

whispering secrets to the ocean.



I love you,

but distantly,

like the moon loves the Sun

reflecting his light when it's dark.



I love you,

but secretly,

like a promise kept

for years and never broken.



I love you,

even though I am Icarus

and you are the Sun

melting my hopes away.



I will love you,

even when you burn me

and leave me to drown

in my foolishness.



How can I not love the Sun?