Because I love you
Because I love you
I accept everything about you
both good and bad.
Because even with beauty there's always a little bit of ugly.
Because I love you
I desire to love myself.
Because I know deep down I don't give any to myself.
Because I love you
you make my life worth it.
Loving you is taking away all the love I am not able to give myself and using it for
something good.
I love you because you love me,
a dying thing. You hold me close
so, that I'm able to breathe again.
This poem is about:
Me
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