The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt them anymore.....

Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die
or know that you would die without them...
it matters not.

Because once in your life,
whatever they were to the world they become everything to you.

When you look them in the eyes,
traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound,
you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings
of her very heart.

You love them for a million reasons, no paper would do it justice.
It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart.

A feeling.
Only felt.

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