Loving another person
says more about you
than the other person.
You are able to find something
in another person to love.
Some people
don’t have this ability.
Though I may seem to possess
physical and spiritual qualities,
considerations and inspirations,
numerous flaws and infinite magic,
I cannot offer you
a single reason to love me.
That’s on you.
You love. I can’t make you.
Your love of me
has nothing to do with me.
Thank you for offering.
Trail Wood,
6/29
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