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when all this has come to pass, i'll have him.... standing beside me, wiping my tear, patching up my wounds, carrying me to safer grounds.  i did not love him.  i did not ask him to love me.  he knows that.  and to my so-called misfortune, he knows me all too well.  i didn't bother sugar-coating my passiveness toward him.... he knew i didn't care.  i gave him what could be the most painful thing any being could give to another.... indifference.  yes, i made him suffer.  he ached, yes, yet for some unknown reason, he welcomed every bit of face-slapping indifference, back-biting ingratitude and  tongue-lashing curses i threw his way.  i sought the limits of his patience, treaded along the borders and may have crossed the line too many times.  but he keeps pulling the line an inch farther, all the time.  i cannot believe this guy.  is he real?  is he even human?