I think this is the first time I've felt this absolute perfectness that I simply cannot match, something so amazing and special that I don't deserve. It's not a feeling of lowering who I am, but rather a realization of how more perfect you actually are. Like reading something absolutely perfect and realizing you can never write with that perfection. Like a man looking up at an angel.
And as hurtful as it is, I'm ok with it because I know I'm not being selfish.
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