Christina Kashkan. (№ 309685)

- Why do you love me?
I can't answer your question. If I said, for what I like, then I would have liked.
- All the same?
- Love for your mind, for your kindness and love for me, for looks, for caring. But it's not cause of love. It is only small particles. A speck of dust on the miracle that people called Love. No one knows how it arises and how we find each other, sometimes through the distance of thousands of kilometers. This Is The Magic, The Wonder, The Magic! And you want this Miracle to decompose into its constituent parts. So it can only kill.