[The original start to this text read "you would be surprised" because, despite himself, France is constantly shocked when his own feelings are returned.]
Part of loving someone is you love their faults as much as you acknowledge them as faults. You said earlier that this part of yourself is all you once were. What are you now? Why do you think the person you love loves you now?
[anon text]
Part of loving someone is you love their faults as much as you acknowledge them as faults. You said earlier that this part of yourself is all you once were. What are you now? Why do you think the person you love loves you now?