…and I love you. It is as simple as that or as complicated as we want to make it; or leave it, abandon it, burn it up to ashes and scatter it to the wind. And still, there it is. A small and simple thing is my love for you. It doesn’t ask or expect anything in return. It is given with an easy, open hand, from my heart to the whole, wide world. All the love I’ve ever had to give is yours, and yours, and yours…. Forever.