To love this soul is not always an easy task.
It is fierce, passionate and full of fire. It cries out speaking plainly, sometimes to the point of being too blunt and hurtful without meaning to. It struggles with feelings sometimes muddling emotions in their intensity. It's not asking for the easy road, only a little compassion while it tries to make sense of things.
To love this soul is to understand that this heart is constant and faithful, even when the words don't come out right and things gets confusing. That some days this mind gets fuzzy and may not be here; wandering down dark lonely paths, tangled in shadows, insecurity and doubt. But that doesn't change the feelings that beat within this chest.
I'm human, I'm fallible. I'm here on the same path of expansion as you, taking in the bits and pieces of this life to grow and change. I'm bound to make mistakes, in fact I hope I do so I can stretch even wider after the fall and take more of all of this in.
To love this soul is to be brave, opening raw and wild in the face of uncertainty. To be courageously fierce in the wake of breaking storms upon rocky shores. To know that you will never have to face the long night alone and that even during times of great conflict there is always an ember of resolution burning on even the blackest of horizons.
But to love this soul is to know real, lasting devotion.
That on this planet there will never be another who will love you as greatly or as deeply. That with each breath it will endeavor to embrace the brilliance of all that you are, reveling in each layer of your being. That its greatest desire is to see you and understand you to the depths of its naked self, as you do it.
To love this soul may not be easy, but it's worth it.