You often asked me,
why do I still love you, after all you've done?
My answer.
"No reason."
I don't love you for what you have.
I don't love you for what you've done.
Not for where you've been.
Not for where you're going.
I just love you.
Not for how you look.
Not for how you dress.
Not for how you act.
Not for how you speak.
I just love you.
For no reason at all,
other than,
you are,
who you are.
I love you.
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