My love life matters to me.

This doesn’t mean the relationship is bad or wrong.

Love was gentle, but I wasn’t. Love was right but the person wasn’t.

We fall in love or so we think, just so we can fall out of our fear of being single.

Am I capable of finding real love again?

Maybe you would teach me your patience and I would teach you poetry and maybe we could last forever, but I’ll never know. 

I finally realized that there’s a simple explanation for what I want… I just want a grown ass man. 

But it’s never going to be a fit. And that space was always meant to be filled by you.

She’s known to be feisty, spunky, and relentless with her quick and witty comebacks.

This romanticized version of true love is based purely on an unhealthy form of dependency.