(Posting here so it's saved somewhere.)
That is why I tried so hard to help you. I don’t anymore, but I’m not sure you’ve noticed yet. Some people wear blinders, every day, all the time. They keep their potential in shadows and pretend that they’re average and stay with people that don’t love them and treat the ones that do badly. This is you, and I was trying to pull the goodness out. I was very careful and I didn’t demand too much, but you would point out my inability to stay in one place, although you’re the one that’s been running since the moment I met you and for an immeasurable amount of moments before.
Anyway. I’m away now but I still notice the light in you. How could I not? I see it better than anybody, but the other side of that is, I see when you’re worn and dull too. This is where it goes back to the beginning of the last paragraph, and wanting to give you everything, faith and inspiration and all of the business that most human beings dream of finding someday. I wanted to make you feel lucky and maybe if I was lucky too, at the end of the day we would decide to keep each other. Not out of need and not to fill a shallow void, but because we both have these fantastic fucking cores, you know? Maybe we would magnify each others’ best parts.
