To The Person Who Makes Me Feel The Most Me

God, I miss you right now.

I can’t stop the neverending flow of memories back to you. I can’t stop wanting to relive and re-experience everything again for the second time. I want another chance for you to love me back, for us to be okay. And most importantly, I want to be okay too.

The best part about loving you was feeling like I could show you the worst parts of myself and I’d know you’d stay. You were consistently supportive of my fears and anxious thoughts. You were nothing but reassuring whenever I was jealous or paranoid. And you never judged a single breakdown or crying session that I was in; instead, you always remained positive and validating of my feelings.

Because of your unconditional love, I was able to become a version of myself that I liked and I started loving the version of myself when I was around you. You allowed me to be carefree and free of insecurities. I wasn’t afraid to be myself anymore or to show others who I am, and I can’t find anyone that makes me feel that way anymore.

I fell in love with you because I was in love with the version of myself that was with you. You brought out a version of me that I wanted to see more of, a part of me that I was proud of.

You’re the only one that makes me feel the most me.