Cherishing Every Blessing

Women might call me a simp, and men might call her a narcissist.
Women might call me an incel, and men might call her a slut.
Women might call me a munch, and men might call her a manipulator.
Women might call me a cuck, and men might call her a whore.

Unfortunately for them, IDGAF! Beliefs and comments like that mean NOTHING to me.

In regard to our relationship, all that matters to me is what I think and what she thinks.

For me, I prefer to use the term "hopeless romantic."
For her, I suppose "extraordinary beauty" will have to suffice.

Even though I am not her top priority, I don't regret making her mine.
Life isn't always fair, so why should I always expect everything to be divided 50/50?
The reality is some people are worth meeting them right where they are.

If she offers me 20% of her affection/attention, then I'll be grateful for that 20%. And I will, without any reluctance or reservations, respond that gesture by providing the remaining 80%.

And if she offers me 10% of her affection/attention, then I'll be grateful for that 10%. And I will, without any reluctance or reservations, respond that gesture by providing the remaining 90%.

Likewise, if she offers me 5% of her affection/attention, then I'll be grateful for that 5%. And I will, without any reluctance or reservations, respond that gesture by providing the remaining 95%.

Furthermore, if she offers me 1% of her affection/attention, then I'll be grateful for that 1%. And I will, without any reluctance or reservations, respond that gesture by eagerly providing the remaining 99%.

I just want to be a part of her life, and for her to be a part of mine (in whatever capacity she allows).
As long as that remains true, I will continue to cheerfully celebrate.

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