I Love You Poem by shanie mallari

I love you for what you are,
but I love you yet more for what
you are going to be.

I love you not so much for
your realities as for your ideals.
I pray for your desires that they may be great, rather than for your satisfactions, which may be so hazardously little.

A satisfied flower is one whose
petals are about to fall. The most
beautiful rose is one hardly more
than a bud wherein the pangs and
ecstasies of desire are working for
a larger and finer growth.

Not always shall you be what you are now. You are going forward toward something great. I am on the way with you and therefore I love you.