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Why

I keep asking myself
Why does he love me?  Me of all people?
But then I ask, why do I love him?
And why can't I see myself without him?
Why has my life changed to revolve solely around him?
All of these questions and I have no answers
No reasons as to why
I guess we'll just never know
This raises another question
How do we stay together?
I guess because we know what we have is real
I am sure you are asking
How can we be sure of that?
I say because of our experience and intuition
Tells us it can be
All of these unanswered questions
Stir conflict from time to time
But we have learned that after
The things we didn't mean to say have settled
And we have long forgotten
The things we didn't mean to do
The only thing that remains
Is our love for one another
And I believe that is enough
To thrive on for the rest of our lives

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