and again.. even if it were fantasy like, i would want to be with her.

to be quarreling, or mocking each other's tastes, to see both her ups AND downs..

but i wonder if that is just a dream on my part..
as..
she may not feel the same..

maybe i should be happy that i did indeed take up a portion of her life. that i wasn't insignificant from the very beginning.
happy as i am,
as i stand now, i am not satisfied leaving things like this.

at the beginning,
when you just felt that you wanted to see her face. to hear her talk. to be with her just a moment loger. and when she leaves, you feel like chasing after her.

these primal feelings evolve after you realize, that you can't stand being apart from her.

she's your all.

you,
realize,

that this is love.

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