Whoever loved that loved not at first sight?
Shakespeare, As You Like It (III, v, 82)
I love you. Overwhelmingly. Madly. Unreasonably, inexplicably and inextricably.
Not even for a single moment, was I given the option to choose
Whether I would love you or not…
It was there before me
And it will remain
Long after I am gone.
This is a translation of the Greek poem: Σ’ αγαπώ. Δυνατά. Τρελά. Αναίτια, ανεξήγητα και ανεξέλεγκτα.