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.




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