Loved every thought of you. I loved the thought of your dawn after darkness, you strength after scars, your boldness after being broken. But what I couldn't fall in love with was the thought of you never loving me as much as I loved you.
the saddest kind of sad is the Know this feeling too well :( . sad that tries not to be sad. you know, when sad tries to bite its lip and not cry and smile and go, "no, i'm happy for you"? that's when it's really sad.