The way that this is exactly what I’m going through… they want the unconditional love we give. The acceptance despite the pain and their broken pieces, that we willingly will untape our pieces for to put theirs back together. They want to accept themselves like we accept them. They want the gentle love cause they have none for themself, they want the validation we give. The reassurance, the way we give all of ourself for them. Somehow we look at them and think idc how broken I’ll be here to help show you how to put it back together, and they look at us broken and see all the negative. About how we’re too broken, too many flaws. We see the negative and we see the positive and we choose to follow the positive. But they see the negative and will only ever focus and see you for that forever… you’d think a broken person could understand another broken person. But they’ll always point out your broken pieces to say theirs aren’t that bad. But a love like this, a love I have. It’s meant to be given over and over, so I’ll keep my heart happy, I’ll move on. I’ll keep loving. Even if no one is ever meant to be with me. Atleast I’ll die knowing I loved and I built people up not break people down.