from this book, which talks about passionate love... there's one part of a poem that stuck to me: Car vois tu, Chaque jour je t'aime davantage, Aujourd'hui plus qu'hier et bien moins que demain For you see, Each day I love you more, Today more than yesterday and far less than tomorrow it's so romantic, I'm planning to get this carved on a gold pendant and then wear it around my neck because that's a lovely way to show love to myself how does somebody dream of receiving love they don't even give to themselves?