everyone said you were bad news, that you’d done a lot of stupid shit to a lot of people. and of course i didn’t care. i figured maybe you’d just never been really loved by someone. and i don’t mean loved romantically, i mean really loved.
so i let you in. i chose to love you.
and it wasn’t a bad idea, exactly. and by that i just mean, i think everyone is just a little bit wrong about you. you don’t usually try to hurt people. i mean, you tried to hurt me, but that stopped, of course. you can’t want to hurt someone who really loves you. some people can, but you can’t. i know you can’t.