I was talking to you, of course, you were not there. But that is what I do. I can see you doing your chores, I have never seen you do all of what I see, but I love watching you and I love watching you listen with your eyes preened, your lips pursed, a smile lit on your face. There are a million reasons I love you but I always like the best reason of all, of why I adore you so.
For me, you are greatest woman in the world, the best lady there is, the most awesome girl and the incredibly sprightly gal to ever walk on earth. And what I love about me is people go about talking to you, meeting you, being friends with you and see you do what you do, watch you talk the way you talk and miss the most important thing about you. The passionate embrace of almost every topic that can surmise, the exuberance of cuddling the simplicity of life with an ever writ smile on that visage; they see a li'l of all that but your need for greater goodness around you, your constant endeavor to be right and the world around you to be more respectable and giving, your gratefulness of all that what you have and your ability to listen with focused attention all the time; is missed by people and I wonder what are they doing and how can they miss all this about you. But that is what I love about myself that I see it all the time and they don't and that does make me special.
I love you 'cause you make me special by opening up the vistas of yourself that you are not camouflaging but is opaque to others.
That makes this journey worthwhile, these words weigh in gold ,for me. I found you way too late in life but I found you and that makes my life a celebration, a gift that is unparalleled. I know we would never be together, but the gift you have given unknown to you is providence, a divine intervention in a godless me.
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