You are Not Alone My Love. David with you.

 

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride.

I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

And now we’re apart and you’re just some stranger who knows all my secrets and all my family members and all my quirks and flaws and it doesn’t make sense.

It’s often just enough to be with someone.

I don’t need to touch them.

Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You’re not alone.

Yah my love you are not Alone I love you and just I love you.