Love

You,
Me,
We are all individuals,
Flawed, failed,
Desperate to arrive,
To succeed,
To struggle beyond
Our fears
And failures.
You,
Me,
It is simple.
It always was,
It is
And always will be,
We are loved,
Not by worth,
Or approval.
It is simple.
We are loved
Because,
We are loved.
Our desperate struggle
Is to accept that love
For what it is.



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