there is more beauty in nature than there is in humanity and that’s not because green is a pretty color.
it’s because nature will always love me... and love is beautiful.
she will always love who i am even if the feeling isn’t mutual.
she will always love me even after she’s been put through hell and not given an excuse as to why it has happened to her.
she’s like a gift.
a gift that exist because i need to know what love feels like.
there are some gifts out there that only apply to one but she applies to many. there are many out there that do not know love.
and that’s what hurts her the most.