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May 2016
You said - "No one can  ever love you more than me".
You words scared the **** out of me because I knew it was true.
It made be vulnerable. It made me cry.
Because I knew no one can ever love me the way you did.
Because nothing more beautiful exists than your company
It took me 25 years to find something so beautiful in life
Somewhere deep I know nothing more beautiful can happen to me in life
Nothing can comfort my heart as you did when my dreams shattered
How you gave me strength to pick up the pieces of my heart and healed everything by a mere phone call
I still wonder - How come you never got angry with me
What made you so kind to me
How could I fall back upon you for everything
How could I tell you things I feared to face myself
How could you accept me for everything that I felt was an ugly part of me
How could you accept all those things about me and make it look so beautiful
How could you make me look so perfect to myself
Why is everything in this world so beautiful
How can I laugh at every pain and belittle it, at the same time how can I be kind to everyone around
You enriched my soul every moment with gratitude, love, compassion, strength, laughter
You humbled me
You overwhelmed me with love and warmth
"You raised my standards".
How can I settle for less now ? 

How could I not do justice to you
How could I be with you half-hearted
I was not in love as much as you were
I was selfish for your company
Your love was selfless
How could I give you dishonesty when you gave me honesty and truth all the time
I had to leave you
I had to be truthful to you. 

My eyes fill with tears and heart with gratitude every moment I remember you
I wouldn't trade your companionship with anything else for that time except that I would be more kind and thoughtful to you.
Life is difficult but your words still give me strength. 
I reiterate them in my mind when I feel weak 
and they keep me going 
I forgive you for not coming and meeting me when I came to your city
It doesn't make you a bad person or me a good person. 
My own stand doesn't make sense to me now.
Written by
Dawn
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