When
we fall in love, we don't realize it.
We just like that person, and
eventually we start defending them,
and get jealous if they talk to
another person.
We always want to be with them because they make our
crappy lives worth living for a few hours a day.
They take our pain
away; make us laugh, make us mad, make us sad, embarrassed.
But no
matter what they make us feel, we're coming back for more. That's just
how love is.
**I wish I could see you. Literally, right now, at this very second. I want to be with you.
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