Let me count the ways:
One, you let me follow my dreams,
Until I destroy all the rays,
Of sunshine threatening our doorstep,
Two, you're not funnier than me,
And, you can spend hours,
Talking with other people, (three).
Four, I love everyone,
So why should you be any different?
Five, you love me, too,
Six, your scent.
And there are more alright,
They just don't come to mind,
Which is further proof of my love.
Infinity's hard to define.
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