It’s a relationship with someone who I’ve grown to love, little by little, a little bit more everyday. Someone who somehow, I still don’t quite love entirely, someone who I struggle with, someone who gives me a lot of issues. Someone who wants to see me fail at times and someone who fights for my success at others. Someone who knows me in my entirety but that I still haven’t figured out myself. Someone who’s lived what I live and dreams the dreams I dream, and someone who still wonders about the things that I have forced myself to get over with. Someone who I can’t change, I can’t tame, someone who won’t make change me, someone who won’t tame me. Someone who is so fragile that I am often uncertain if I should break them, or build them up. Someone who wants me to heal but wants to me hurt still. Someone who, above all, I can’t get rid of. Someone who I mustn't destroy, diminish, think poorly of. Someone who I mustn't break. Someone who won’t leave me. Someone who, were I to let them in, at once, would stay by side forever. Someone to whom I owe everything. It is my only duty to protect, love, support and help them grow. Because if I do that, they say everything else will fall in place. Someone who I need with me, someone who I can’t lose, ever. Someone who I happen to know better than anyone else. Someone who, in all their complexity, is perfectly familiar to me. Someone who becomes simple to me. After all, as simple as can be, that someone is just me.