RIDICULOUS IS FOR THE GOOD

I found love in the most ridiculous person. 

I found love in his cocky texts and raspy voice messages.

I found love in the way he tended his neighbors cats, and how he fed them as if they were his own. 

I found love in his grandmother's hand knitted cardigans and teletubbies themed socks. I found love in his homemade pie for thanksgiving and how it wasn't for him but for the kids down the alley, having a hard winter.

I hated the way he was so different from me. So much more giving. So much more caring.

But all I could do was love him. He made me a good person while I was with him. He made me feel less of a terrible person. 

Maybe sometimes ridiculous is for the good.