and if love ever finds me again, i hope it's someone who cries at the thought of ever hurting me. someone who feels it in their chest before it even happens. someone who would rather stay gentle than risk breaking what we have. someone who pauses, thinks, and chooses kindness every time. not perfect, just someone who's careful with my heart. someone who sees my feelings as something to protect, not test. someone who can't sleep knowing they caused me pain. and if that kind of love is real, i hope it finds me when i'm ready to receive it without fear anymore.