What you do not realize, this time, is that I do not owe you my kindness. I do not owe you this courtesy nor are you entitled to my compassion or understanding.You did not earn these things.
Just as you did not earn my trust or adoration, which I would give freely if I could.
But I do these things. I give them to you - my kindness, my courtesy, my compassion, and even my understanding.
Not because I love you.
Not because you deserve my ability to see you through this lens of adulthood,
But because I can live with myself.
Because this makes me feel like a human.
Because it is that which we all strive for.
Because it is RIGHT.
And this knowledge makes me feel ALIVE.
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