Ariel
I know what he is. I know that me trying to light his darkness likely won't work, that he probably won't change.
But I know that I love it when he smiles and the moments of absolute sweetness he can possess. I'm also aware that this might not end well for me but there's no guarantees with any relationship. I could pick the most sweet human man in the world, and things might end sourly with him as well.
I don't ask that you love him as I do; that's too much for anyone, to care about someone simply because I do. I just ask that you not speak too ill of him in my presence. I love you as a friend, Ariel, and I'm so glad to be home.