Shit may happen, but life happens more.

I don't think I realised just how much I cared about you until this week happened. You may have betrayed me, but even at that point. Your heart was in the right place even if your mind wasn't. You even said to me that it was the most difficult thing you have ever done and that I can only be glad about. Because catching you do it left a gash quite deep. You said it hurt you to watch me walk away from you, which I am also glad about. This will take a while... But then you helped me, you helped me by making me feel like you needed me, like I was your last hope and as upset and angry as I was that meant a lot, I know you hate feeling weak, but I am weak so much of the time that it had to be my turn to be there for you this time. Feeling needed is the one thing that will always make me feel complete as fucked as that is. And while you also had me scared you would do something really stupid it was lovely to realise that you are in fact human. And the reason I am still here and haven't as you put it ''killed you'' yet, is that I am giving you what I would expect of off you, which is acceptance. No matter what state I am in. And remember that you will have that from me always. And never feel like you should hold back with things like that around me. Obviously I will never force anything from you. But I will never expect you to be strong all the time. Only to be there as much as you can. You said that you don't like showing that side of yourself to people because you need to be stronger than that to survive in this world, which is a profoundly valid point. But the one person who should be the exception to that is me. I will never think less of you for it.