There’s a difference between somebody who wants you and somebody who would do anything to keep you.
Does it bother anyone else that there are parts of your life you don’t remember? You have done and said things that you don’t even know about anymore. That means you don’t even have the right perception of yourself because you don’t even fully know who you are. However, something that you’ve forgotten about could be a prominent memory in somebody else’s mind. It trips me out.
Wouldn’t it be nice to know that someone is thinking about you right now. Someone who is dying to hold you close to them right now. Someone who cares enough about you to call you, just to see how you’re doing. Someone who knows you well enough to know when you’re not feeling okay. Someone who loves you enough to tell you that they’ve got your back, no matter what. Wouldn’t it be nice?