What if you were wrong?
Consider, just for a moment, that you were wrong about just one thing.
Just one little tiny thing.
Consider that it wasn’t manipulation.
Consider that every expression of love, every bit of constant improvement, every petal on every flower, every thank you to every person because they were good to you, every time I encouraged your budding oft-delayed romance… consider for a just a moment if you were wrong.
Consider, just for a moment, that all those good things were just simply true.
Because they were.