[Arms slowly wrap around her shoulders, holding her against himself. One of his hands winding into the hair at the base of her neck, the dark strands falling over his forearms in waves.
Inhaling the scent of her, his cheek rested on the crown of her head. Content just to sit there and hold her. But there is still questions he has that he can't get rid of yet.]
But they were different, the way you felt. That's not something in my head. That's why I can't understand. You know what you find when you drink from someone as deep as I did you. It's not like I didn't see.
What you felt for me wasn't something you could identify.
Something like that doesn't just magically change without a reason. If this happened, you fell in love with someone who wasn't even there to make it happen. In fact, I gave you all the reasons not to do that.
[He shakes his head just slightly, still confused over everything.]
If that's the case, you were identifying what romantic love was to you. But if you've felt that for Kuran--shouldn't you already know what that is?