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So much is said

by a narcissist

to manipulate emotion

and to weave a wonderful blanket of virtue

to drape over a rotten body of sin

but our love isn’t a melodrama

with black hats and white hats

facing off at high noon

in the center of town

so much is promised by a narcissist

their many words swirl like a dust cloud

that obscure the sun

but these clouds never bring the rain

we need to grow

our love isn’t this kind of caricature

an exaggeration

or satire

the reality of our love

doesn’t need to be said

because it can be seen in what we do

in the quiet when no one is watching

serving each other

in small moments of giving

without expecting to receive

that is more fulfilling

then an entire lifetime

of living with someone who has a lot of things to say

but doesn’t care about who we are

and won’t do anything to help us become the person

that God has created us to be