We try so hard to make ourselves lovable, but have you ever asked yourself why you love someone you love? Is it because of anything they’ve done? We grow to love the essence of someone, not the accolades, not the titles, not the things they put on or hide behind or hold up. When someone comes to hold that place in our hearts, when they occupy that spare room in the house that is our very being, the feeling of it is so abstract and goes so much deeper than their concrete achievements. This is how we know it is not their façade that we love.
We love them for those candid, raw moments where they exposed to us, quite possibly by accident, the person they are to the depths of their soul, the essence of their existence. We love them for the moment they laughed uncontrollably, for how they…
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