Putting
myself
in her place,
looking back
at me,
made me
realize that
I wasn’t
God’s gift
to womankind.
Not very
perfect,
nor very witty
at the right times,
lacking compassion
in understanding
her
as well.
I wondered
how she
was able
to accept
all of my
obvious
faults,
without
just
killing me
outright…..?

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