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to feel loved - to feel much loved, is both a feeling of an excess and lack of air in the body.its too overwhelming for the fact it's true. its light, you could almost float away. because you knew it, you saw them in their tears. it is stupid to rather neglect and seem to not realize such beautiful offer for many repeating times. for sometimes, we play dumb as to not see their most extended love when they sincerely look in our eyes; when we play numb to not feel their warmth as they try to make us feel secured as they hold our hands; when we play deaf with their sweetest, sincere compliments; when we play dead when they let us lie in their shoulders, letting us sleep as they brush our heads with their careful fingers. and yet they don't mind. and they continue doing the simple acts of their love every single chance they could have. chances they always wait at the end of every day. when they think nothing less than making us happy. and they always sought for more of what they can do when they've given everything they could. isn't it too drowning? when you always win, when you're always in control.. when you're the one always receiving. everything beautiful compresses your lungs like riverwater does when you don't know how to swim. to feel loved - to feel much loved, is both a feeling of an excess and lack of air in the body. i know it. i saw it in his tears