“
I do not know a day I did not love you
I can’t remember love not being there
The planting when the earth ran through your fingers
The harvest when the sun danced in your hair
I do not know a day I did not need you
For sharing every moment that I spent
I needed you before I ever knew you
Before I knew what needing someone meant
And if we ever were to have tomorrow
One fact alone is full and filled with song
You will not know a day I do not love you
The way that I have loved you all our lives
—
Tony Bennett, “I Do Not Know A Day I Did Not Love You”
While I worry that posting lyrics like this make it seem like I am pining for my previous love, I am not.
I am, however, listening to this song and crying because I just finished a fucking book about teenagers with cancer falling in love and dying and John Green seriously needs to stop.
