Monday, October 3, 2011

#86


When I say, "I love you," it's not because I want you or because 
I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. 
I love what you are, what you do, how you try. 
I've seen your kindness and your strength. 
I've seen the best and the worst of you. 
And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. 
You're a hell of a man.