Why must I have fallen in love with Him?
Is it even what they call love?
People I know question me constantly: What attracts you about Him?
With that tone of voice that I don't appreciate..
The fact of the matter is, Everything about him attracts me.
Nothing doesn't. I want every inch of him to myself.
Why, that's the question that's repeated constantly.
Why do I love a man loved by millions?
Why do I love someone that has no clue that I exist so deeply?
Why do I love a man frowned upon by what I have as friends?
Why is he the one to easily put a smile on my face?
Why does my soul cry out for him?
Why do sorrow and happiness join him in my thoughts?
Why is it him?
But really,
Why me?..
