How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I love, but I am not entirely sure how to be loved: how to be seen and known for the utterly flawed woman I am. It demands surrender. It demands acknowledging that I am not perfect, but perhaps I deserve affection anyway.
Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.
Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow thee.
I love the way you can fall in love with a piece of literature; how words alone can get your heart doing that.
Hearest thou not how many things they witness against thee?
For as well as I have loved thee heretofore, mine heart will not serve now to see thee; for through thee and me is the flower of kings and knights destroyed.
Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!
If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.
So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.
I could not love thee, dear, so much, loved I not honor more.