Because He Gets Me

Because He Gets Me I still love him in spite of,not because of-- He is the rare one, who even though his arrogance at times over shadows his maturity; He is still the one who gives believable credibility to my written soul - I know he gets my every word intellectually and spiritually. His own wisdom which mirrors my soul's expressions,speaks. I was so drawn to his intellect and so impressed by his depth...that his moments of shallowness almost tilted me over. I still love him in spite of his temper tantrums, and his reverting back to his childish,selfish jealousy; I love him even when he tries so hard to invent ways not to love me. All because he is wanting to hold on to me for hours.. when I only have seconds to give. So you see, I cannot hate him for loving me.