Stitches by Shawn Mendes & How Do I Love Thee?

(Sonnet 43) by
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Your bitter heart cold to
the touch now I'm gonna
reap what I sow I'm left
seeing red on my own

Both of these
couples are in
Gotta get you
love:
out of my head
Stitches - If I quit
calling you my
lover
How Do I Love
This couple is
Thee? - I love
experiencing breakup:
thee to the depth
And now that I'm without
and breadth and
your kisses I'll be needing
height
stitches - Stitches

I love thee

freely, as men
strive for right.

I shall but love

thee better after

death.

This couple is
expressing their love to
each other: How do I
love thee? Let me
count the ways.