You love everything I do...
Every quirk and idiosyncrasy?
Even the fact that I am spontaneously random?
Even when my jokes don't make sense?
Even when my humor is a bit morbid?
Even when I am a know-it-all?
Even when I am overly excited and passionate about something, anything, and at that moment it's the most important thing to me, and trumps everything else, otherwise I'll have a one-track mind, and at any moment it may erupt?
Even when I am stubborn?
Even when I hit self-destruct so I can make everything new again, and start over like nothing ever happened?
Even when I burn bridges and then quickly crawl over and try to repair them with tears, toothpicks, thimbles, and silly string?
Even when I try to be funny at the wrong times, in serious, important moments to lighten the blow of pain and disappointment?
Even when others are against me?
Even when I am misunderstood?
Even when I am rejected?
Even when others are jealous of me?
Even when I am considered to be...
...too friendly.
...too empathetic.
...too encouraging.
...too honest.
...too accepting.
...too forgiving.
...too much!
You understand me...
Even when I occasionally hibernate in despair or failure?
Even when I am too introspective?
Even when I am hysterical or crazy?
Even when I am delusional?
Even when I overreact and worry about small things?
You understand me!
Even when I want to call you insane for not calling me crazy?
Even when I misinterpret your silence for you being distant?
Even when I second-guess myself?
Even when I push you away because I'm afraid of losing you or you rejecting me?
Even when I fear I've been too overwhelming and exhausting, and concede there is no possible way you will stick around?
You gently see right through me.
You love everything about me...
Even when I am occasionally naive and unaware or...
...too observant, discerning, and intuitive for my own good?
...too desperate and obsessive?
...too compulsive and insecure?
...too clingy and needy?
...too jealous and possessive?
...too lonely and melancholy?
You know me... You get me!
You love everything I do...
You love everything about me...
The more I am around you, the more I realize,
I cultivated something worse than thorns and weeds.
The very essence of me had been submerged in doubts and fears.
It's daunting because I blindly let harshness begin to erase me!
I was fading...
Everything I trained myself to disdain about me, you love?!
I was accustomed to vanishing, but you restored the brilliance in me.
Rejection was familiar to me, but you revived my radiance with your words, liberating words...
You have something positive to counteract the negativity that flies at all of us like poisonous darts, which is beautiful!
You're acceptance disarms me and puts me at ease to even be able to share my stream of consciousness, poetry, songs, etc. even when they are in the raw, unplugged and unpolished.
I am a walking paradox: I have a love for the origins of words, names, adjectives, and details, but I am a slave chained to fixing, editing, and trying too hard to always get it right and to be perfect.
You could probably even find something wonderful about the fact that I love repetition; I envision you saying, "it adds emphasis and just means it's something we need to ponder and not forget."
I am a diamond you found in the rough, but that isn't what I find amazing... ...when you smile and gently touch my face with your words, you brush away everything rigid and awkward ingrained in me.
You didn't discount me, but instead seemed intrigued by my deep intricacy and complexity.
More and more you want to know about me, how I work, so you study me... ...not what I've told you, not what others have said or seen, but you study me to the point where you can identify anything, everything about me, that is amazing!
Your understanding, insight, and gentleness is breathtaking, and more of me appears because you've breathed into me.
The peace that is in you is almost mystical; it is so perplexing and calming at the same time. It's as if you hold my face in your hands and every harsh word that once marred me fades rather than me fading. Your words have chiseled away at my mummified soul...
Your touch awakens me...
More of me appears and the bones of my pseudonym, that once caged me, clatter and shatter like glass as they hit the ground.
You love everything I do...
You love everything about me... ... and I finally believe you!
All this time, you were weaving all of you in and out of my soul.
Connecting your passionate thoughts to my heart...
Attaching the healing truth to my mind...
Tying your endless hopes to my soul...
All of you... ...you've given me all of you, and in the process, you don't even know you have gained my trust and all of me.
You never despised or resented me when I was confused or discouraged, or even entertained the notion.
You just chose to
hope all things...
endure all things...
bear all things...
believe all things...
...you inspire me, immensely!
You have shown me how to love and trust.
I am wondering still, how can anyone be so beautiful, so connected?!
You are so honest and truthful!
You are so loving and passionate!
You are so driven and hopeful!
You never claimed to be perfect or that you've never failed, but I definitely know this remarkable love has endlessly attached itself to you, because you continued to get joy out of loving me, which deeply heals me still. Your acceptance has liberated my soul! You once told me,"I don't claim to know much, but I do know this, everything, every intention, motive, action comes out of one of two places: Everything evil comes out of fear, and everything that is good comes out of love, so quickly evaluate yourself, and do everything out of a place of love, goodness is there." I've already told you this, but I have to say it again; you are a liberator and I am honored to know you and to call you my friend, thank you...
-Perfect love drives out fear...