One of the saddest things
in this strange world
is watching the person
you love crying
over someone else,
and all they wanted
you to do
is to just listen,
while they tell you
the reason why
their heart
is breaking.
—  ma.c.a // Rainy Nights and Lonely Days
I like to hear all your stories being told, not once, not twice but many times. Not because I don’t remember what you said but because I enjoy hearing about who you were before you met me. I like to see the little sparkle in your eye when you tell me about the memories you are most fond of. I love learning new things about you, I love seeing how shy you get when your mum talks about childhood stories of you. You don’t need to feel embarrassed at all about anything, you interest me in every way and I love you for you.