In spite of moments when I doubt the world,
whether or not it is written by fate,
whether or not it was something I deserved,
whether or not the love (platonic, romantic, or even famililal included) or care is mutual,
whether or not I am just jaded, maybe neurotic, or simply foolish;
these two will always be, to quote Anna Quindlen in present tense,
“(She is) my one true thing.”
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..and so blessed you are to have your true things with you..
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