I feel the world for you.

• I feel like your body and your essence equal to such an internal and intrinsic part of nature that your existence equals to the existence of the planet as a whole. Your smille carries the sun. Your smile lights my dreary and tortuous way, turns into traces of light the dark and cloudy points of my course and heatens my constant state of cold. Your smile is my sun. My existence twists around you like a big satellite, and like a satellite, my body is guided by your smile without the need of a conscious intervention, just like in a natural course.
• Your shoulders carry heavy mountains. The reflection of the heavy burden placed by yourself on you by exaggerated worries and expectations becomes clear when I see your capability to accomplish everything you put on your mind. It turned your existence into Atlas; you carry the world on your back expecting to sustain everything around you and meet the expectations of those you always put above yourself. And I would give away gold for the opportunity to remind you that Atlas was damned by Zeus to hold the heavens forever – it was a non-optional burden and not a glory act. I would give away gold for the opportunity to remind you that you are enough and valuable without your heavy mountains, because your body – your body and soul as one, your soil, flat and free from mountains is the richest source of minerals ever found on solid ground.
• Your eyes are a deep ocean on a sunny day. Flashy and bright on the surface, with such an intense color that captivates every individual who lands eyes on you. The sensation of serenity transmitted by the light and constant waves that walk on the surface, the warm touch of the sea mist mixed to the strong wind that carries along worries and sadness; all of that is your look. Your eyes are the ocean, where the deepest part of you, hidden by the intense and bright color of your surface, reveals a new and unknown universe for those who only look at you from the top. Your depth is like the beauty and the mystery of the most beautiful and unexplainable creatures hidden by the upper layers of your look. The greatness of the enormous sea animals, the unique beauty of the small and lucent animals, the cunning of the inteligente and transparente creatures who survive and adapt so well, the ambition and care of those who bring forth their heirs in such a hostile enviroment to keep alive and prosperous those around you; all of that is your look.
• My love for you is like a grit of sand on the edges of a beach of water crystal clear. I am your grit. Yours. My existence, for you, turns into just a piece from the uncountable grits that make the beach a whole. But my existence, just like the grit that fulfills the shore, has the use of fulfilling you. I am just a little fraction of your entirety, where lots of deep and infinite feelings just like mine compose themselves in a way to turn into a great and heavy love that you carry along as just a name. I am a soldier of your army. An atom of your matter. I, in my lowermost and paltry form put my soul, body and existence around you. If you are the sun, I am your satellite. If you are Atlas, I am your muscle. If you are the ocean, I amo ne of the uncountable drops of water that compose your depth for your existence – your body, your look and the ocean that you carry within – to keep going and expand itself.
• Saying that I feel the world for you is a pleonasm in its biggest meaning, because you are, to me, the world itself. You are my world, from the outer layer composed by different gases to the deepest magma on the core of the internal mantle. I feel the world for you in such a way that your existence became a representation of my path, my feelings, my ambitions and my personality. Just like I compose a fraction of the world, I compose a fraction of you. And just like the world defines the path I must follow, your existence also became my guide. Your existence is so great and meaningful that it cannot be defined by anything lesser than the galaxy itself and the different forms of nature. I love you.

You are my world, and I feel the world for you.