it's hard to explain because i don't entirely understand it myself. not really. but
sometimes, when we're talking about something he does know about me--one of the awful things--when we're talking about that, and he looks at me, and i can tell he knows, and i'm ready for it to hurt, and for him to leave
but instead he just looks at me and i can tell he still cares, and despite all of that, or even because of it, he likes me, and he doesn't leave
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it's hard to explain because i don't entirely understand it myself. not really. but
sometimes, when we're talking about something he does know about me--one of the awful things--when we're talking about that, and he looks at me, and i can tell he knows, and i'm ready for it to hurt, and for him to leave
but instead he just looks at me and i can tell he still cares, and despite all of that, or even because of it, he likes me, and he doesn't leave
that's
what makes it worth it
to me