Of conversations til almost sunrise

Last night was crazy. Wasn't it? So crazy I had to turn myself on auto-pilot to be able to function properly. And our conversation last night was something worthy of spoken word poetry. And it was so raw with honesty. And I realized that what I wanted was not to un-love you. What I wanted was to know that you are okay with the fact that I do. And you took me by surprise by going on auto-pilot too. And I will stay. I am here. And I rest on the fact that you you will stay too. You are there. And that we will always find a way to stay. And you said it yourself. I was amazed too by the fact that not even the deepest controversial issues can stop us from enjoying conversation with each other. Darling I guess that is just how we roll.

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