As of a man faithful and honorable.
I undervalued these qualities in my youth. While abstractly I would have said a faithful, honorable man was a good idea, I was drawn to charming, unreliable rogues. I repeatedly chose cavalierly romantic over unshakably steadfast. I’d end up under the bright moon with dark impassioned poets with girlfriends at home, or in another state, or across the ocean. Surely some faithful, honorable men stood by and watched me spiral out into heartbreak but I never noticed them and if they reached out, I must have batted them away and forgotten them quickly. I cherish honor now and adore the faithful.
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