i have looked on so many faces in my life

so many beautiful people have exhaled at the same time

love is as stagnant a concept as the mountains weather

i am sure i've loved many people in many ways

in many different capacities and volumes

i have loved a handful unconditionally for a very long time

i have loved a bucketful very hard for not so long

and i have loved a mountain of people in passing

to think of someone every day, to go out of your way

is the desire to love someone not a kind of love in itself