I know that one day I will meet someone who loves me truly. Someone who knows how to properly love. That’s the thing about young love: we’re too naive.
Without you, we never would’ve known what beauty there is in 'broken', or what 'broken' is to beauty. How one can only exist without the other for so long.
Do not use me as an ear for your insecurities and inability to be alone with yourself.
And I promise to learn how to be content alone and driven on my path.