I’m sorry I was scared to love myself and break my own heart trying. So I loved you how I wanted to be loved, with everything and didn’t see you as a real flawed person. I just saw you as someone to constantly give to, not that you really noticed. I loved a version of you that is not real and ignored all the signs and got messy and pitiful. I hope one day I can love myself so hard that I am drained of all my love by the end of it so that I won’t accept anything but that kind of love from anyone else. I want the same for you.