I love how you always level the playing field,
how open your mind is, even when you are in pain.
I love the little wickedness that you parade, and the wealth of good that you hide,
I love how your humility and sense of Justice is not loud, but instinctively bubbles from inside. . .
I love you for your sense of purpose, how much moving forward means to you, I love to see you win, and hate how loss robs you of joy, and hurts your heart. . .your precious heart. . .
I love how you always rise and move forward, I love watching you, almost fear getting too close to you, fearing I might rob you of what makes you you . . .
I love how I am sure you can interpret all the nuance in my words, my gestures, my actions.
I love how my contrariness never fazes you, you remain un disconcerted.
Did I tell you? How when you are happy I can spend all day listening to you. . .
Did I tell you that your presence dispels all the ghosts, all the fear, any anxiety, you walk in with strength, and I am left better for it.
Did I also tell you that I still love you even when bitterness invades you, soaks every inch of you, destabilizes your belief system, and hurts you to your core. . . I genuinely believe that you can rise above all this, that if you choose to, you will win.
I know you can win, I know you will win . . . don’t ask how I know. . . I do not know how I know, I just do. . . or maybe I believe. . . yes I believe you will win.
Chivalry can’t be dead!! 🤩🦸🏾
as always 💞 hope
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