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I’ve never wished so hard that I were a better person than I have the past couple of weeks. Which is not uncommon for me, because I have some issues and I’m quite aware of them. The funny thing, though, is that it seems not to matter. All I’m worried about is how one particular person feels about me, and she seems to think I’m fine just the way I am.
I’ve never opened up to someone so completely and so quickly. But for some reason it just feels right. And she doesn’t mind all of the little things that I always thought were so terrible, all she wants is for me to be happy and feel comfortable with her. In fact, she seems to think that she is the terrible one, despite my trying to convince her that I, at least, think she’s wonderful.
I should be scared, but I’m not. And all of the terrible things in me seem a little less terrible when she’s around. Finally, I have hope for the future.
There are so many things that I should thank her for, but unfortunately, she’s not here. But then, there’s always tomorrow.
Hopefully, a lot of tomorrows.