I used to hate it when people would say
“when you know, you know”,
but that was before I met you.
Now I know what they meant.
I understand that ever so rarely, there is no reasoning or argument that can explain
“the knowing”.
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 1:49 PM UTC
I used to hate it when people would say
“when you know, you know”,
but that was before I met you.
Now I know what they meant.
I understand that ever so rarely, there is no reasoning or argument that can explain
“the knowing”.
are feelings facts?
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