My loving of you
does not make me weak.
My loving you,
despite your withheld love for me
does not make me foolish.
My loving of you,
despite your lack of respect,
and your deep ignorance,
of just how profound and amazing
my love really is,
even this,
does not make me stupid.
In fact,
it makes me incredible.
That I could find something to love
still,
even in you.
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