When I was a kid I would make paper angels and snowflakes. You know how you start with a sheet of paper and fold it up and cut away the pieces that aren't an angel or that unique snowflake? Each cut seems random but when you finish and unfold it you have this perfect thing. That is what I think The Universe is doing for me. It seems random. It seems pointless. But what it is doing is showing me the pieces that aren't going to be in that unique snowflake of an angel that is waiting for me. He won't lie to me. Snip. He won't want someone other than me. Snip. He won't judge me for my past. Snip. He won't be scared that I love quickly and deeply. Snip. He won't leave. Snip. And eventually it will unfold and all the cuts will be worth it.
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