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Also, I realise that I'm not in love with you.
I'm in love with the man you used to be..., the man I hope you can once again be. 
But the ball is in your court really

So I spend nights praying for you to once again be that man. 
But the ball is in your court really...
 
He's in there somewhere, buried under debris of hurt, betrayal and disappointment. 
I tried desperately to bring him back but I failed... 
Because the ball really is your court.
Only you can resurrect him and bring him back.
I can't tell you it's going to be easy because it's not. 
But what I can tell you is that it doesn't need to be difficult either.
I wish someone had told you back in 2015 that loving hard is not a weakness, it's a strength, an advantage, a grace...and then taught you how to embrace it and use it to make your world a better place.
 Oh! How I wish I met you then... 
I would have told you to carry your big heart around with poise, 
I would have begged you to not let their wickedness change you. 
Them being so bad to you was not supposed to change you, it was supposed to make you smarter. 
It wasn't supposed to reduce you to what they are, to make you love any less...it was supposed to teach you to cling to the ones who reciprocate your love, with everything you have.

I don't think I can change you, I know I can't...
Coz the ball is in your court really.
But you can bring that strong guy back. 
This new guy is not strong, he's just hardened...and hard is brittle, hard breaks