One thing about me: I may take a long time to give up on you, but once I do, there is no version of me waiting around for you to become somebody I can love again.
I’m single, but it’s deeper than that. Someone messed up my idea of love so badly that I haven’t felt genuinely romantically interested in anyone since. It’s not that I don’t want love. I just don’t look at people the same anymore. It’s not the breakup that changes you. It’s what the relationship teaches you about love that makes you stop wanting it altogether.