First things first:
I have not lost interest.
I am not bored.
I am enticed, ready to live my life my life with one.

With THIS one. Forever.
I could marry him tomorrow and be the happiest person alive.
SERIOUSLY.

So, why am I so interested in knowing the person right next to him?
Why am I using my time to research this other person's life?

Neither is more attractive than the other.
Truly.
Both faces, both bodies, both appearances are identically entrancing to me.

I know who mine is; we have talked, laughed, shared ourselves with each other,
and I love him.  
Stop telling me I don't understand this word.
Love means you would do anything, even die for another, and risk everything you have.
And I would.  I always will.

But I love meeting new people.  
I always have, and always will.
I know you, but I don't know him.
I'm hungry to learn more about this person.

Is that what this obsession is? Nothing more than pure curiosity?
If so, why am I not content combing through the photos you two share?
Why does sending him a short message saying "it was great to meet you!" put my stomach in knots and make me sweat?

Why do I see you and, if only for the tiniest millisecond, wish it was him?

No way do I prefer him to you.
No way will I EVER choose him over you.

No way will I actually fall for your own twin...

But I NEVER intend for you to see this anyways.
I have no convincing to you to do.  
You haven't accused me of anything.
I guess the only one who has accused me of this
is me.

But why try to argue with myself? I know I love YOU.  That's what counts.

So I'm not lying to anyone.  I'm not even lying to myself.

I just might not be telling the whole truth.