How do I know that I love you?
What makes it any different from everything else?
Why do I feel it?

I don’t know why I feel it
But at least I feel it
Everything else is so repressed and long forgotten
And stored away
Safely kept from my mind

As to keep me alive
Protect me from myself
Keep me alive

I love you because I feel you
I feel you when I hold your hand
When I brush my lips over yours

I love everything about you
I love that you can make me cry
I love that you get through all that I put up
I love you