The reason I love you so much, is because of those rips.
The fact that you love me through mine, and the fact that you move through your own. I observe so much growth in you. And I think I was just hurt because you're so above it all. I don't want you to become a monster, like I am. You're too beautiful for that. We all fall short. Way too much. Even if it ache's so badly, we all displease Yahweh. But He will love us through everything. You're a great friend. The real problem lies within myself.
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