I attracted broken souls so much, I thought it was my calling to save, fix and heal them. I thought if I could, they would love me. I caught myself drowning in their trauma, I ended up almost broken trying to mend them together.
I watched someone I loved, love someone else and I thought that was the lowest I could ever feel. Until I realized they never belonged to me, I was fantasizing a love that was one sided, a love that was only felt by me. I created my own heart break.
there is something so incredibly attractive about not having to teach someone how to love you the way you want to be loved. it’s rare but i’m sure it exists. for them to just hold you so close to their heart that the things they do for you come naturally and consistently.