Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Comfort Is

Comfort is having you as my friend.
Knowing that you see the parts of me I'm not as proud of;
but your love for me remains.
Knowing that I see the bits you're not as proud of;
but my love for you remains.
Isn't it nice to really know each other,
and love each other all the same?

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