he wasn't a bad person. he just didn't know how to handle a girl like me. i think he tried, but it felt like we were speaking different languages and couldn't truly understand each other. it wasn't that he didn't care, it was just that the way i needed to be loved, the way i needed to be understood, wasn't something he could easily give. and that's okay. some people just aren't ready to handle the depth of someone else's heart, no matter how much they want to or how hard they try. some people can only love in the ways they know, and that might not be enough for someone else. but that doesn't make them bad. sometimes, hearts just don't fit, and that's how we learn to find the ones that do.