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Someday I’ll Forgive Myself For Breaking Your Heart

People tell me I went wrong when I mistook this feeling for love. I disagree. I think love is when you can look at a person and feel as though as a piece of you exists inside of them; that to lose this person would mean losing a part of who you are, a part of your identity. It is when you muster every ounce of strength you’ve got because you know you will never find another quite like this one. It is when you can communicate without words, when you can feel completely understood without ever explaining yourself.