"It is fun to debate."
I say, only half-way
Lying about my reasons
For speaking to you.
Our conversations do not abate
When, after half a day
Of theories, rebuttals, and "virtual liaisons,"
We have passed the time through.
Your conversing skills, those I cannot rate,
For I would be biased in a way.
And of all the persons,
Day by day, that I speak to,
You are the exception. Yes, it is true.
Not so much do I speak to others,
Not by voice, nor by pen.
Why do we speak so often?
Because I love you.
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