We try to hold onto that one person we think means the world to us
We might say things like ‘your my life’ or ‘I’m never going to leave you’ or even ‘your perfect’
But we can’t do those things to ourselves
Because in railty that person can’t mean your whole life. That person is not your everything. That person is not perfect
We try so hard to make relationships work when there not meant to be
In the end a person cannot make you happy. It’s you, yourself who can only truly make you happy
- me c.b











