Even when the person I love hurts or disappoints me, I never look at them through the same eyes they look at me with. I forgive their flaws, understand their mistakes, and somehow my heart always chooses to see the good in them before anything else
I did not love you so I could say that you are mine.
I loved you because when I found you,
I felt that my heart had finally
returned to the place
it was created for.