"Because of."

May 20, 2011 03:55

In spite of everything, you're still the man I could talk to about nothing and everything, sitting on the end of a spider-infested pier and eating too much candy.

You're still the time bomb of hilarious insight that waits until just the right moment to speak, and critically hits with the wit of the few words you do say.

You're still the man who shows me pictures of puppies when I think I want to don a mask and plot villainous deeds, reminding me that I'm just a big old softie.

Life will never again be as easy as it was when we were hiding blankets in our cars and stealing tokens from abandoned mansions, but it won't necessarily always be this hard.

Just as you've said to me about myself: I really wish you could see in yourself what I see.

Don't give up. I believe in you. Always will.
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