Why do I love you? Honestly, I do not know. I never suspected I would even like you that way. What's more, love you. I never knew I would. I never wanted to. But I do. I love you. Maybe it's because you healed me half way. Maybe it's because you made me happy in my darkest moments. Maybe. Just maybe it's because you showed me what it means to be loved. But they say that if you don't know why you love sombody. When you don't like them Just for their hair, eyes, smile or their body or even Just for some of their traits. Then it's real love. That's how I know. I love you. Not just for some of your traits or charasteristics. I love you as a whole. I don't Just love your smile, Even though nothing makes me happier when I See it. It means you are happy. I don't Just love your eyes, Even though I can gaze at them for eternity. I drown in them. I don't Just love you for your body, Even though I want to kiss every inch of it. Melt into you. I don't Just love you because you say beautiful things, Even though I want to hear them every single day. They make me smile. I don't Just love you because you care, Even though it means so much. It makes me want to stay. I love you for all those things. But not Just for them. I love you for the good and for the bad. Nobody is perfect. But you are perfect. You are perfect for me. I guess that's why I love you. Because you fill me up. You filled the empty part of me. The part that needed to be filled. To be loved. To be wanted. To be desired. That's the part that filled you. Desired you. Wanted you. Needed you. That's me. I never knew it. Our story was unexpected, yet it came to life. That's the Best kinda love. Sudden and unexpected, yet so beautiful.