How i adore and long for this mystery person... Who perceives and admires me, who values my struggle, who cherishes my gifts and accepts my flaws.
Sometimes I'm sad because this person isn't a part of my life. Other times I rejoice that they are all around and within me.
At the very moment that I mourn something lacking, I can choose to see with different eyes, and discover that the missing element was there all along.
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