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Because I Love You


Genuine love is so different from every other kind.

It's the kind that makes your heart skip out of your chest.

You never have to worry if someone is all about you; because they already are.

Your mind doesn't wander to an unknown; you're always sure.

Their love is never malicious; there are no wrong intentions. 

It's a kind of love that makes you want to give your whole heart; call it unconditional if you will.

It's so beautiful, you want everyone to experience it.

Genuine, true love is more than satisfying; it's uplifting.

People are sometimes so distracted and they don't realize they have it.

It's a love that brings people closer together and tears negativity apart. 

An optimistic reality is always present; there's no room for negativity.

It's not a fake "Hey, how are you?" or an "ily, imy". 

It's a caring, self-giving kind of love.

Always wanting to know more about that person and be present for them.

Sitting quietly isn't strange and there's no pressure to have multiple conversations.

An embrace is so much more heartfelt than a superficial one.

You feel it in your core, but it’s more than just butterflies.

There's something about a genuine love that fills your entire being; from your head to your toes.

They say laughter is the best medicine

but laughing with someone that makes the whole room shake is extraordinary.

There's really nothing like it. 

Time, ah time!

What is time when love is amidst?

Love makes it look like a fool.

Running around trying to seem important and keep track of things but no one pays attention.

Genuine love has you thinking you spent only 30 minutes with someone

when you really spent 3 hours together.

Sleeping is much more sound.

Your heart doesn't have a void; there's no need to look for anything else.

So, I'll keep all the tabs,

I'll care,

I'll cherish every embrace,

every conversation,

and all the time together,

just because I love you.

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