Mary is my rock, my soulmate, my best friend and my lover. Everything I have, everything we are, is because of her. For some reason, she tells me that she is very proud of me, for some reason I really don't understand, she says I mean everything to her. Which, I guess, proves something my abusers never understood, that love is the most important thing. Funny, isn't it, how people who preach the words of Christ could have forgotten that?
Mary is my rock, my soulmate, my best friend and my lover. Everything I have, everything we are, is because of her. For some reason, she tells me that she is very proud of me, for some reason I really don't understand, she says I mean everything to her. Which, I guess, proves something my abusers never understood, that love is the most important thing. Funny, isn't it, how people who preach the words of Christ could have forgotten that?