…Why do I love him?
Tough question. I don't even
know how or where to begin.
I'm not sure if I could
possibly find the right words
to express what or how much I
feel for him, let alone
explain why I love him. I
don't believe the English
language has all the words I
would need.
…Why do I love him?
I guess I just do. I love him
just because. I love him just
because that's the most
natural and possible thing to do.
I love him!
I love him because he's the
most incredible, wonderful,
amazing, fantastic and most
of all PERFECT guy I have
ever known in my entire life.
I love him because he's
sweet, charming, smart,
witty, and has a great sense
of humor.
I love him because he's so cool...he's hot!
I love him because he makes me smile.
I love him because he makes me laugh.
I love him because he makes me happy.
I love him because he's the one
and only guy who has ever
made it through my wall and
seen right through my mask. I
love him because he accepts
the real me, imperfections
and all, and still
appreciates me for who I am.
I love him for being my friend.
I love him because I could be
whatever I want to be in front of him.
I love him because we could talk
about anything and everything under the sun.
I love him because I feel
safe when I am with him.
I love him because we are
comfortable with each other.
I love him for giving me a
helping hand when I had to
pick myself up, but couldn't.
I love him for offering his
shoulder for me to lean on to
when I had to be strong, but
wasn't.
I love him for telling me not
to drink too much alcohol,
then pretending to be mad at
me when I did drink too much.
I love him for telling me not
to stay up too late at night
because it wasn't good for my health.
I love him for sending me sweet and
mushy messages.
I love him for those times when he would
contact me just when I
was thinking of doing the same, when I was
feeling down, or when I was
missing him, like he has gone
psychic all of a sudden.
I love him for the kilig moments we had.
I love him for always making me feel
better, about myself and life in general.
I love him for making me feel special.
I love him for making me feel loved.
But most of all,
I love him for making me feel.
I love him for making me
realize that I am capable of
feeling this way and this
much for someone.
I love him for making me feel alive.
…So, why do I love him?
I love him because he's all
of these and more. So much
more.
I love him because he’s everything.
He's everything...but mine.
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