He asked me the question, and in the midst of the following tension, in my hesitation, he looked away. He let the moment pass, too afraid to hear the answer. I had the wrong one. His eyes told me he knew it already, but my eyes still rushed to confirm it.
I never asked for him yet here he is. You gave him to me.
I doubt I deserve him, same way he doubts he deserves me.
True, I might love him less than he loves me but I love him with every cell incorporated in the formation of me.
So I ask of you God, please, please don’t take him away from me.