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Natasha is stunning. She always is and Clint wants to worship the ground she walks on, though he knows she doesn't want that. She doesn't want empty praise, empty worship. She wants someone to genuinely care about her and he does. She's everything to him. She has been from the very start. Even when she was scared and distrustful, hurt and broken from her days in the Red Room. He loved her, even then.
He will always continue to love her. She is extraordinary. She is half of his soul. Without Natasha, there is no Clint. He needs her, forever.