I love you, not only for what you are,
but for what I am, when I am with you.
I love you not only for what you have made of
yourself, but for what you are making of me.
I love you for the part of me that you bring out;
I love you for passing over all my foolish
and weak traits that you can't help but see.
I love you for drawing out into the light
my beauty that no one else had looked
quite far enough to find.

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