I adore Jane with a passion that is hard for me to explain. Her soul i

Published Thursday, 23rd Jul 00:47 BST

I adore Jane with a passion that is hard for me to explain. Her soul is mine for the keeping. She has her fingers wrapped around my heart and has no intention of letting go. The intensity of her love still confounds me. She is too good for me, yet she insists that I am the one who deserves better.

Jane seems to hear my thoughts. She puts down the book she has been reading and pushes down the newspaper I have been pretending to read. The aroma of her perfume confuses my senses. My eyes set on a dating free ad before looking into hers.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

The way this woman's mind works never fails to confuse me. She can sense when I am thinking things she would reassure me about. She is the one who knows me inside and out.

"How do you know?" I said.

She smiles knowingly How I adore that smile. "The newspaper. When you read it I can hear it moving. When you are in thought you stare at the paper while your mind is elsewhere."

The right answer. Jane can see beyond me, into my mind and soul. It comes with being soul mates. I love her with a power that is matched only by her love for me. The sweet aroma of her perfume is like rose petals.

"It is nothing."

She gives me a strange look. "I know you better than that. What is it?"

I take a deep breath. "Okay, it is just that...well, I know you love me, but you really deserve better than me."

Her eyes glisten over with tears. I can easily make her start crying. It pains me every time. I adore her for it in a way, too. It always gives me reason to realize that she loves me and is not going anywhere.

"There is no reason you should think that!" Jane whispers. "Can you think of any reason to leave me?"

I shake my head.

"Then think of how you would feel if it was me saying that!".

That is all it takes. I regret having ever thought it. She is mine and mine alone. I love everything about her, from her lovely aroma, to her glistening eyes.

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