télos is a tumblelog.

I love…

…you, and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it. I love you as the prophecies of the end of our world come true. I love you in unending beauty and happiness. I love you beyond the reaches of our ever expanding universe, where God’s words have yet to press. I love you even though we are not in love, which is only to say our loves are not related to each other, intertwined as your hair with my hand on our pillows in the morning. I take this love with me, full and complete, and in some way find it’s relation in, and through, and with another, but be sure of this: I love you, and always will, damn it.