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 You love me.

You made this for me.

I did not make this for you.

This life is your gift to me.

Nothing that I give you is ever a gift

It is only the natural flow of the rivers of life that you give me

It is the overflow

the droplets

The excess of what you gave me

You're ultimately giving it all to yourself

But that's not my place to judge

Not my problem to worry about

This is yours

This is from you

Because you love me.

You are my best friend.

You sat next to me in the Garden of Gethsemane

You hung over me at the cross

You saw me in every torment you went through, not as the evil tormenter you could have seen, but as the beloved you wanted to save.

You dearly dearly dearly love me

You're obsessed with me

You didn't just die for me.

You threw away