It is sad

How sad it is to not know that you are loved or appreciated until you leave and can see that you will be missed.  

How sad it is to love someone at a time besides the right time. 

How sad it is when the ones you love come back to you, once you're not sure that you have any love left to give.

It is sad. 


Maybe these things are meant to show us what love can be.

Meant to help us find someone that misses us. Someone who isn't afraid to love us right now, in this moment, and is never uncertain about us.

Someone who gives everything they've got plus more, leaving everything on the table.

Someone who is always willing to help.

Someone who sees beauty in vulnerability.

A giver of so much love, that it helps me realize I could have some love to give too.