WRONG PERSON, RIGHT LESSON I believe you loved me. I believe you loved me in the way you could without loving yourself. I believed you tried to express your love but it showed up flawed every time. I believe you wanted to give me the love I deserved, but you didn't know how to show up for yourself first. I believed you loved me but you couldn't make it healthy. I believed you supported me but you couldn't see my potential because you felt you didn't possess any. I believed you wanted to be good to me but you spent too much time on people who fill you with poison, you only kept yourself from goodness. I believed you could have been so much more but you let your past consume you and trap you until you became every bad thing that happened to you. I believed you wanted the best to come of us but you didn't believe it for yourself, so wrecking us was collateral damage. I believe you never wanted to intentionally hurt me. You were a good person - I saw who you were, at your core, but who you weren't kept you up at night. If only you could have loved yourself first, maybe we could have been, or maybe this is what we were destined to be. I loved to my core, and you tried to find love within.