i didn't deserve the hurt you inflicted, knowingly or not.
i deserve the kind of love that makes you happy day after day, the kind kind of love. the love that makes you dance to old slow songs at midnight in the random house you call yours. the kind that gives you consistency and no fear. the kind that makes you fully in love with life again.
i deserve consistency and eye contact, and laughs at inappropriate times together. i deserve someone who not only makes me in love, but makes me love myself too.
i deserve someone who might not even be you.
