I like you…just the way you are.

We`ve finished eating and now we`re sitting on the couch having a conversation about a certain person not liking me…

“You mean she really doesn’t like me?”
“Yes, I guess so.”
“Really? As in really real?”
“Yes, but why does it bother you, you hardly know her.”
“Yes, but BECAUSE I don`t know her…I`m bothered.”
“And you’re not exactly fond of her yourself.”
“Yes, but that`s because she dislikes me for something stupid and trivial and she doesn`t know me!”
“And I know that I have qualities people might dislike, I know I’m not perfect..”
“Like what?”
“Like what?”
“Like what what? Like what qualities people might dislike?”
“Well, um, I’m, um, extremely headstrong. And I know lots of stuff. Which might come across as a know-it-all. And I have strong opinions. And I`m headstrong”
“You said that already.”
“Yeah, well, I guess I can’t think of any.”
“Can you think of any?”
“C’mon. You can be honest. There must be something even vaguely annoying about me”
“Nope. Not at all”
“I like you. I like you a whole lot.”

And there you have it, he likes me a whole lot. Despite my strong opinions. And stubborn nature. And general knowledge.

Not that I care that he likes me. Not at all. It`s just nice to know these things, right?

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