What a selfish act it is to say…I love you.
I love you without you knowing how much I feel when I say it…
Because you never know when I want to tell you…
I love you when you smile when you say it …….
I love you when I need to tell you…
When you tell me your joy…
When you tell me your sadness…
When I break because I can’t…
I love you, not for what you give me…
I love you for what you make me give…
For the smile in my eyes when I see you…
For those hugs that break…
For that… I’m here…
And do you know why?
For a thousand reasons and ten thousand reasons….
At the end of the day…I like to tell you I love you….
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