I love you.
There is no doubt about that.
It is the type of love that seeps slowly,
over the passage of time,
over escalation of private encounters,
over honest conversation,
and shall stay for a very long time.
A love which is hard to shrug off.
A love that I cannot pretend that I am not.
A love that makes one sobs in the dead of the night.
Realizing one's falling hard.
A love that is inevitable yet, impossible.
And I have no other choice but to face the truth
That this gonna hurt any other way.
And I have no other choice, but to accept the pain wholely, beautifully, sincerely, thankfully
That I had the chance to be acquinted to such form of pure, unconditional love, in this life time.
I love you.
I really do.
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