i’m really always going to love you. not the kind of pure love two people can have for one another, the kind of love where no matter how badly you hurt me i’m still going to be okay with that. i’m always going to love your laugh, i’m always going to love your voice, i’m always going to miss you when you’re not here. my love for you wasn’t valid and maybe it isn’t valid, maybe it’s not considered love, but what do you call it when the little good there was outweighs the awful, when the line that you weren’t supposed to cross has been dissolved for you.