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In a way, she is my love. She is unkind, cruel, delusional, and neurotic, yet I see myself in her. I did not know 'love' until I knew her. She takes care of me, a being that needs no care or attention to survive. I find her obsessive attempts to cherish the light I bring to her life amusing.
The love of my life and my savior. How I was deemed worthy of her love I will never know. She is an angel amongst men, she is built from the divine. I love her, and I cannot dream of spending my time with anyone else. I would surely be dead by now if she did not come into my life. If she asked me to kill myself for her, I would. I owe her every ounce of my being.