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Why...
I have given up asking this question.
I know, there will be no answer that will make it easier for me.
I don't wanna know why I fell so desperately in love with you, why I feel so hungry for you, why I feel this craving for you – as if nothing else existed on this planet – only you – and the way your skin feels when I touch you, so much like home.
Or the way that every word you say sinks into
a deeper level of my mind, so that I feel closer to you every moment I share with you. Why do you change everything I felt ever sure of. I don't know.
I don't wanna know why I have been given this gift
of loving you.
I'm just grateful.
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