why do i love you?

i was staring at each corner of the room where we were both lying, half- asleep, half- awake.

i shifted from one corner to another and to your closed eyes.

and for once, after a long long time, i asked myself one question i never imagined i would be asking at that exact moment: why do i love you?

and then you opened your eyes, i was running my fingers through your beautiful black hair, then you closed your eyes.

i wanted to think that everytime you do that, the closing of your eyes when i run my fingers through your hair, you are feeling my touches inbto the deepest part of your heart. but i don't know that.and i wouldn't ask. and it wouldn't matter really.

so why do i love you?i repeated the question in my mind.

i wrapped my arms around you and you did the same. i kissed you eyes, your right cheek, your nose and you kissed me on my head, soft little kiss.

i stared at each corner of the room again, while we were still both lying, both half-asleep, half-awake. why would i ask a question like that?

i closed my eyes for a second. i smiled, a certain smile that i knew was coming from my heart. i know you may not have noticed it because that kind of smile last almost always, only a second.

i kissed you again.

i smiled again. i love you. that's it. no questions asked.