It's not about love

When I look up into the stars,
I do not wonder how far away they must be,
Whether there are other planets orbiting them or not does not concern me,
I do not think of the constellations that are formed by their presence,
I simply look at them and think, my what a beautiful sight.
That's simply the way I look at you.

The longest journey taken, starving all the while,
climaxed by the discovery of a sweet apple tree,
taking the first bite of the fresh fruit,
feeling the juices run into my mouth and down my cheeks,
just can't help but let a big grin spread across my face.
I get that feeling when I'm with you.

Every now and then I stop where ever I am,
and I raise my arms out in the air,
let the wind just flow through me,
feel it's gentle kiss,
I'm at peace then.
I'm at peace when I think of you.

I simply couldn't love anyone else anymore than I love you,
If that seems impossible then it shall be proven to you in every way it can,
and if that's not enough, than I shall go on loving you without your love in return,
it's not about the love I receive, it's simply about the love I give.
Makes me wonder if it's not about love at all.