Black & blue

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Some people tattoo "Jesus", the name [or even figure] of some sanctity on their bodies. And it's not different with me. These are the initials of my god.
I don't believe in a lot of things, but I do believe in the power of music and I believe in my heart. But, more than that, I believe in this man. This man that has been making me so happy and doesn't even know I exist. This man that saved my life, in every possible aspect.
I do not worship him nor do I put him up on a pedestal, for I know that my god is made of flesh and bones and has qualities and flaws as any human being. There is one thing, however, which he has and that no one else does: the ability to write the most beautiful lyrics I have ever read and to sing the most beautiful songs I have ever heard. And these lyrics and songs reflect my life and show me that I'm not alone. And that is the most attractive thing in him, that is what makes shivers run down my spine, what makes me feel alive.
There's no point in living if you can1t feel alive. If that's the case, then there is nothing I can do but thank him. Because, with him, I feel alive, understood, happy.
If this is an obsession, an addiction, let me suffer from it, for it's far better than anything else I have ever experienced.

I know at least two people will understand me, understand what this man means. The rest? I just hope they have something as beautiful as this to live for, friends, family, lover or - like me - god.