We all want that type of love that awakens different parts of our being. The type that lets us be exactly who we are and doesn’t judge us. The kind that reminds us of our strengths without criticizing us. The kind that doesn’t disappear when we’re down and does everything to make sure we don’t hurt alone. The kind that heals our scars and works overtime to ensure we don’t get cut again. That kind of love is patient, kind and understanding.
Sometimes you find that and somehow it slips away.