Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnet 43: Re-written

 How much do I love you? Honestly, I can’t even count.

I love you as big as my soul can stretch,

beyond what I can even see,

reaching for all the best things life can give.

I love you in the little everyday moments,

morning coffee, late-night talks, candlelight vibes.

I love you because it just feels right,

and because I don’t need anyone else to notice.

I love you with the same fire I used to put into old crushes,

and the same trust I had as a kid.

I love you with the love I thought I’d lost

with people I used to look up to.

I love you with every breath, every smile, every tear—everything.

And when God comes again or calls? I’ll just keep loving you more.