or warm, soft truth.
either way, truth.
"You are the best man I know, Sheldon Louis Stetz. Any woman would be blessed by God himself to have you. You are selfless, fearless, and have a heart of gold. Granted, you like people to think you're hard as a rock. You truly are one of a kind and whoever she ends up being...god she had better be special."
thanks....I try, I really do. Sometimes I still wonder if I've made any difference in this world. I guess I just have to keep going until I can see it physically happen in front of me.
most of you have no idea what this is about, and I probably won't tell you (because it doesn't matter why I'm such a great guy).
I just...
give until way past hurt.
As long as she's happy, everything's fine. A few months of the only girl I'll ever meet like her is nothing compared to a lifetime of her happiness, and who am I to mess with that? I have no right. Despite what she said, I don't think I'm quite worth that.
she still loves me, that's what's important :)
whether I can be with her or not, that's all that matters. I didn't fuck it up entirely.
