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I Loved Him Because...
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Depressed. I loved him because
he loved me back
I loved him because
he accepted my faults
That I was ugly
That I was overweight
That I was shy
That I was poor
That I was always angry.
I loved him because
he treated me
How I felt about myself
I loved him because
he cursed at me
called me names
wished I were dead.
And most of all
I loved him because
he was the only one...
willing to love me
No shame in love. Just
No shame in love. Just lessons to learn. Once you love the love doesn't disappear, it just changes and grows into a better version of the seed that was sewn. One day you look back and all of a sudden the saying 'truth is, people are going to hurt you, so pick those who you will be willing to accept it from", actualizes itself. Even long lasting lovers are hurt by each others human frailties.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
There is no shame in love
There is no shame in love unless its poisonous to your soul or wellbeing. <--- Thats what I have come to believe. If the love borders on destroying who you truly are or once were then Its bad for both parties involved. Human frailties are what love is basically encompassed of. Its the fact that we learn to bypass those frailties that makes the love last long in the first place. And honestly you shouldn't be willing to accept hurt from anyone.
The quote should be more like:
"truth is, people are going to hurt you, so pick those who did not mean to hurt you and who you are sure will never intentionally hurt you again"