::: About Love :::

You can call me hideous,
You can wish me the worst,
You can sell my gifts to please your new lover,
But you cannot make me stop loving you.

For I can trace your most odious deed
To its stem and into the ground,
To your roots and beyond.

Put another way,
I encompass you.
Put another way,
I see your hopeless goodness.
Put another way,
It would be wrong not to love you.

Written by: ~ Bleak Optimist

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