He asked me,
“What are your love languages?”
And I stared at the screen.
No one has ever asked me that,
Nor do I think I’ve ever thought about it.
Because how I love, is by giving.
I give whatever they might need,
Whenever,
However.
In desperation to feel loved,
Appreciated.
My mind races as I try to figure out how to tell this stranger I have no clue.
Until I decide I can’t fake it anymore.
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