Was my love for you."
The circumstances get harder
Each time we try this thing that we have
-I don't know how to aptly describe it.
To think about what we might have to face
In the metaphorical "tomorrow".
Sometimes I pray to God that we've passed the worst,
But inside I know we haven't.
We've been through a lot,
You and I,
I would call it hell,
But I'm not completely sure what that looks like.
(Nor do I want to.)
And I just want to thank you
For
-being my shoulder when I'm a mess.
-being my counselor
-the hugs
-for being the perfectly random weird person that makes me laugh
-telling me to shut-up and listen
-wise words
-listening
-telling me I'm gorgeous
And this list could go on forever
I just want to simply tell you
How much I appreciate you
(I'm not sure if I've ever done that before)
You're my best friend really.
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