You've been telling me that I was nothing from the day I first decided that I had you. Every time I'd make a push to try to achieve you, you'd send someone my way that would make sure I knew that you were out of reach, that you were impossible. It wasn't until last year that I figured out that every person you sent to put me down was absolutely, in every single way, wrong.
I'm going to get to you someday. Through anything that comes my way, I'm going to get there, and you are no longer going to slow me down. I'm coming.
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