Think of love, any kind of love as of stairs. And think of yourself (and I hope that you know from the description who you are) as the railing. I don't need you, but it makes it so much easier to believe I'll survive the climb when you're there.
writer's note: as this is written to one only one person in particular, please do not lightly asume that I mean you because you read my blog everyday, and before you take offance imagine that you may well be a step.
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You didn't mean me? :-(
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