and i swear sometimes it’s hard to know if you’re falling in love for the right reasons, hard to know if the reasons for falling even matter. and it’s hard sometimes to not mix up love with wanting to fix someone, wanting to fix each other, wanting to put back together the broken pieces. is that love? it’s hard to know because there is a lot to say for finding beauty in all the broken places, for wanting to mend all the things that were destroyed in each other by the people that came and went.
