Maybe one day someone will understand me, understand my mind and my soul, why i feel things so deeply and why i love so hard. maybe they'll see the way i care, not as being too much, but as something rare. maybe they'll notice how i listen, how i remember small things, how i try to make people feel seen, even when i feel invisible myself. maybe they'll understand that my heart gets tired, not because i stop caring, but because i give too much of it away. i hope one day, someone will look at me and see everything i am, not just the quiet parts, not just the strong parts, but all of me. and instead of asking me to be less, they will stay, because they finally understand that this is just how i love.