I couldn't tell you

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I couldn't tell you the day or time,

 but I could tell you I loved her without looking down at my watch. 

It was something you just knew,

 I didnt need a second to think about my answer or double check it.

 Loving her was like my body's automatic response. 

It just happens. 

I couldn't help it. 

And I'm not sure if thats breathtakingly beautiful, or terrifying.

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