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And that should be bringing it to a close. In short:

-1. What I did to you, come and get redress. Get closure. Curse me in my face.
-2. What you think you did to me, it's not as bad as you think. Come and hear me say it, and see my eyes. See them very well. Get closure.
-3. What I feel for you is what it is. There's no two ways about it. Do not think it a wound you caused me, or a self-inflicted one. Let's leave blame for the churches.
-4. You've put up with a lot of my bullshit.I'd love to know why.
-5. I wouldn't change your presence in me for anything, even though it hurts. It is a gift. Though not reciprocated, I've discovered I can love after all the wounds I was given. For that alone, I'm blessed by your presence in me, my goddess.

There's more. There's always more. There's a lifetime's worth of "I adore you" for you (yes, you in particular).

There's so much that screaming from the rooftops (as I've done) wouldn't suffice.

Those are my points. I'm my own best and worst arguments.