Honey, I love you.

Honey, I love you. I hope you know. I hope you do know. I am sorry. I have weird thoughts. I thought about existence. I thought about time. I thought about space. I thought about causality. I question everything. Every single stupid questions, asking for every detail, that an average Joe will never thought about, will never be able to see, will never be able to understand. Honey, I understand how it feels. I don't seemed to care about my word-ly life; the "real" life as defined by our own species.

But honey, no. I care. I do care. You're the reason why I still want to live in the "real" life. It's all because of you. I am sorry I disregard the existence of  "soul', or technically, "consciousness". I truly believed we were controlled by the forces of nature; and that free will is just an illusion. It seemed like I do not believe the existence of love, but honey, no. I naturally wants see you. I naturally thinks about you. I naturally wants to be with you. All these were not my free will, nor I am forced to. It's just naturally, that I love you.