Her Question


Dear you,

“How do you know that it’s love?”
“How do you know that he’s the one?”

I was smiling, hearing that question
And It caught my attention
Because I could never give her an answer

There’s no word to explain it
Because love is something that shouldn’t be questioned
Love is something that couldn’t be described.
Love is something to be felt

“In time, you will know that it’s love
and you will know that he’s the one.”

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