I lost myself trying to be someone for you that I forgot my worth. I became a person that I don’t ever want to be again while I was talking to you. You hurt my heart, you hurt me. I won’t let anyone do that to me again. Tbh you don’t care at all because you think you’re perfect. I learnt that the way people treat others is a projection of their insecurities. I feel sorry for you. You will never know or feel love for what it’s really worth. It’s a beautiful thing but it’s only meant for you if you deserve it. You have an idea of love but not the real thing. Good luck on everything in life. I’m so happy I chose to step away and not let it linger. I’m glad I have someone who holds my hand, is not afraid to kiss me. You have no idea how many dreams I had of you doing that to me.