Why is it that we men always believe that there is that someone special?
Why do we expect things?
Why is it that we want to look into her eyes?
Why is it that we want to handle her like the most delicate, most expensive ornament?
Why is it that we want?
Why is it that we hurt so bad when it can never happen again?
Why is the want?
Why is the need?
Come to think of it. Is there a need?
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