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We talk all the time.... I trust her I know she in control, cause that's what she is used to.... If it makes her happy I'll do.... I wish she'll let go and open up.... I know its hard to do after what she's been through.... Man the way i feel we could make stars fall from the sky.... I think things would change when we meet eye to eye.... Just a week ago I was thugged out..... But what ever she did brought the soft side out of me.... I hate that..... But I love her....... I can always count on her to tell the truth..... They say the truth hurts..... Her personality is my band-aid...... I see, hear, and feel her pain even where I cant explain it..... Friends now, but God holds the future...... My prayer is that she is in God's hands......... For K.M.W.