Eighth
thereallettyortiz
I know that you question what you did to deserve me but what you don't realize is that I think the same things.
Self love is a great gift that we should all have form birth but some of ours was on back order. So we never got it.
I never actually that I would get it until we began to talk. I want to return the gift because I can share things.
I know you don't think it's possible for you to love yourself, but I'm still going to try.
And I want to give you the love you need that you aren't getting from yourself.
I love the way you treat me, as if I'm perfect. A hero even. And the fact you think so highly or me, makes me happy.
You form your words so perfectly, I don't understand how your mind works.
But I love the stuff that comes out of it.
I love you,
Angel
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