When the day comes that the memory of me fades, I will still be there, right by your side. Right where I have always been.

Sometimes I wonder what it’s like to be loved. Like completely loved, all your faults and positives, wrapped together and loved just as you are. No need to improve, the love remains. Through the rough times and the good times, through the light and the dark. Loved. Loved for the person that you are, no matter the qualities that make up who you are at that moment. To be loved through all the changes that evolve on the inside and out. Simply Loved.

I wonder what it’s like to have someone in your life that is happy that you are there. Happy to see you at the end of a long day, happy to know you care.

I wonder what it’s like.

Hmmmmm.. maybe the key here is that I learn how to love myself in the same way.

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