But I promise, I hurt myself more than I hurt you. No words can save me from what happened. All we can trust is how we feel. And I know how I feel. It’s like trying to explain to a carnivore why you don’t eat meat. Or to a republican why you are a democrat/socialist/(any other party). It’s like trying to explain atheism to an orthodox. Explaining homosexuality to a conservative. It just makes sense. I can only put into so little context why I love you. It’s just something I know. Something I feel.