She loves you , yeah , yeah , yeah.


 
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you simply , without problems or pride : I love you in this way because Ii do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand , so intimate that when i fall asleep your eyes close.
– 100 Love Sonnets
 

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