You are what you are.

And you are whom I love.

Just seconds ago, I had goosebumps as I thought of you..... if there is something like prayer....then every bit of myself prayed for you.......... and as I type this.....I get that feeling again. I don't really know what true love is, if it is not this.

I don't really know love at all maybe.  Or maybe I know it too well.