Why do I love you?

I got a feeling!, But unable to name it.

I got you in my life, we're not lovers, but around you, my whole life revolves. I start my day thinking of you, end it with you only. It's not a one sided affair, you also like when I am around. We do talk on some weirdest topics on earth. You're the one for whom my heart craves when I do feel low, sometimes the situation is when I am mad at you. You call me right that time and all of me changes suddenly. You ask if I am okay, and I always answer yes with teary eyes and a smile. You know some unnatural phenomenon, magic being so cliché. I want to say you, I love you Dumbo.

But something in the back of my mind stops me, if this lead to non existence of you in my life?. What if you get changed?. Questions emerge and stops me every time, there are moments when I erase my texts with "babe" written on them. Loving you is seriously like driving down a new Maserati to a dead end street. Me and you are in an non existing virtually perfect relationship which do not have any loopholes. You know I do go on imaginary dates with you whenever I see any good place.

You know I find you walking next to me every evening. You talk to me in the most cutest accent like always. Even if you're not mine, In the back of my mind ,I am already yours. I do smile a lot since you're around.

I don't know where I am heading to. But in the end the thing I hate the most is, why do I love you, when I don't own you!