Sometimes I feel like nobody understands the depth and complexity of my love and care for them. Nor do they understand the depth and complexity of my fragility and pain when they hurt me.
It's such a see-saw of broken dynamics. You love me, I love you not, I love you, you love me not, etc and on and on it goes. There are just days when it feels like it's all too much and yet all too meaningless to matter.
There are just some days when love makes no sense at all.