There’s so much selflessness in the love you give to another. The kind that expects nothing in return, the kind that always gives a listening ear, the kind that no matter how tired, gives a shoulder to lean on. The kind that won’t let you carry the weight of the world alone. Pure, honest, unadulterated love. It longs to keep giving, to keep helping, to never let go. That’s the kind of love that can’t be explained, the kind that can’t be understood unless you’ve felt it. The kind of love that grows in unusual soils, in places that were once bare and void of depth. This kind of love cuts deeper than no other when it isn’t reciprocated. In all its selflessness, it hates to walk alone.
I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.
– Oscar Wilde