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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