I realized something today–and what I realized was, every guy who’s broken my heart or who has fucked me over in general, were never right for me, not because of the outcome–but because none of them could match me. You see, it’s not really about finding someone who makes your heart flutter and your lips curve into a smile–it’s more than that. You know in life, a girls gotta build her own empire. She’s gotta learn to love herself, be her best self, and be strong for herself, regardless of who is by her side. Maybe I haven’t completely done that for myself yet, but the day I do, I will never let someone stand taller than me. I will stand as tall as the skies will let me, alone, or with the one who can match me. Because no one should be towered over–no one should be overlooked. And that is something I will not allow anymore. When I meet the one, I’ll know it, because he will match me. And that is a power couple, right there; I want to be with someone who empowers me, and allows me to remain my best self that I have built myself.