There are a million people that will love you and see you the way I do.
You are not stuck with one person
they are not the only one who can understand you.
But it is your job to understand you.
When you understand you and accept you
it doesn’t matter so much when others don’t
And then when those few people come along
who want to know every inch of the folds inside your skull
you’ll be able to tell them who you are
the idea of listening to you talk about who you were
and who you are
and who you wish to become
sounds like a conversation that’d peel me right open