"you know, being able to grow with someone, or just being there watching someone grow is probably the closest explanation to love i've found during my very short time on earth."
"is it because it's a need? or a want?"
"it's neither i think. think of it like this, have you ever day dreamt about holding someones hand?"
"yes of course."
"what was that feeling, what made you prefer the dream to the day?"
"it's because i knew that it'd happen."
"there we go. because 'you knew'. all the love i've felt comes from the not knowing, or the knowing it'd never come, and to keep loving, even after the realisation, after the heartbreak, the pleading, bartering, sometimes there's just nothing you can do, but love without reciprocation."
"doesn't it hurt?"
"yeah. but love takes many forms. even if its not the one you want."
"i'm sorry."
"but i am not."
For anyone who feels like their love isn't meant to be,
its not to say you will never be loved.
maybe its because your type of love isn't meant to be.
but never stop growing.
