My Existence

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Love...

A strong feeling of attachment

But is it so?

I wake up, I text you
I eat, I wonder what you ate
I work, my thoughts drift to you
I cook, I remember our meals together
I laugh, I look back on our jokes
I cry, I am reminded of our distance
I sleep, I dream of you
I breathe, I think of you

And you say love is just a feeling?
It has become my existence

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