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I hear their laments, their sneers, their disdain. I hear their false defense of me, their derision for what we are. What we are, still.

“How could you?” They said.

“He’s not made for you”, They said.

“He will only hurt you”, They said.

And you did.

You did.

And then you didn’t.

You labored and looked at me.

You made a choice, and it was me.

I made a choice, and it was you.

But they keep whispering. Oh, how they whisper… sounds just like screams.

“It’s wrong!” They said.

“He made you feel like you’re nothing” they said.

“So are you!” I cry.

“You all do the same, too!” I fight.

For they defend me in one breath and disparage my feelings in the other.

For they claim that I deserve better but refuse me the man I want.

For they pretend to love me truly, but hate who I truly love.

They tried to make me feel small for something bigger than I am. So, I straightened my back and let them shiver.

I keep walking the path in which my forgiveness and your redemption matter.

I will not judge past versions of you through the lens of who you are now.

I will not turn away from who you wish to be.

So, let them, my love.

Let them judge.

Let them erase my voice.

I only need you to hear me.

After all, what matter the most?

Their self-righteousness or my will?

We are ever changing. We are ever fighting the tides of your pain, your mistakes and my failures.

We are ever forging ahead.

We might not have always be a “Yes”.

But we were never a “No”.

From Anonymous. (JGC Blog’s author)

To all the believers.

To all the lovers.

To all the shippers.

In the name of endurance.

In the name of patience.

In the name of kindness.

In the name of forgiveness.

In the name of life.