There is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else; they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.
Also, Life is not just about who you love and who you hurt, it’s about keeping your trust, it’s about what you say and what you mean, it’s about judgments you pass and why, it’s about jealousy, fear, and revenge, but mostly of all it’s about using your life to touch or poison other peoples hearts in a way that could have never have occurred alone.
Say hello weekend.
N.
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