For you,
I would've been foolish too.
I would've blinded myself to your visible flaws, deafened myself to protective protests of others.
Cherished and loved you tenderly.
My all,
asking for naught, not status, nor your fidelity.
Regardless of the pain and hurt you would've inflicted,
I wanted nothing more than your love, in return.
My wild child..
belongs to somebody else now.
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