Why you love me?


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Why you love me?

“I need to know why you love me.”
-“Because I do.”
“I really want to trust you when you say those words, Dan, so maybe if I knew why, I’d stop being so scared of hearing them and afraid to say them.”
-“Okay. Well, if you want to talk about why…”
“It has to do with my mom and her many marriages.”
-“There. that’s why. Because I actually like it when you interrupt me, which is often, by the way. I love you because you make no apologies about being exactly who you are… Beautiful, smart, sexy as hell.”
“Now you’re embarrassing me.”
-“That’s another reason. You’re completely unaware of your affect on me. You’re also completely unaware that you laugh like a 4 year old. Just like that. And I love you because you can be with someone like me and still be best friends with someone like Blair.”
“Yeah, well, I tried to be.”
-“I know you do, and that’s not easy, but you never give up on her.

Like domino.


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We are going through the same thing. Everything you tell me about. Those moments when you freak out, because of the craving; when you just want something to happen, to do something; when your love is all you can think of, all day, everyday. I feel exactly the same.
It’s just that I fall for you, and you fall for her. We are going through the same thing and you will never know.


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