I never wanted to hurt them.

I never wanted to hurt anyone. I know it’s not my fault; it never is. But I lift them up too high, and they fall too hard. They knew I was the one who let them fall, and anyone could see me, if they were looking. They saw what they wanted to see. Some thought I was an angel, determined to catch their heart, and maybe I was. Some thought I was a devil, determined to kill them. And maybe I was.

Most of them survive the fall, and then they call me names, such as ‘hopeless’, ‘cliche’, or ‘fake’, when they used to call me ‘beautiful’. Once I hurt them, it breaks them. Sometimes, however, on the rare, beautiful times, when I let them go, they fly. They know I will hold your heart if you ask me too, but sometimes I have shaky, hesitant hands.

Some remember me as I should be. They remember the rose, so beautiful and deadly. They remember the sound of my laugh and the turn of the ocean. They remember the smell of hazelnut and tears full of broken words. They remember the hesitant smiles and the gradual beginning. They felt themselves dive in. Their heart was in my hands. I never meant to break them. I only wanted to show them that they could fly.

I cry for the hearts that I can’t reach, the ones that push me away. They think it’s safer. Maybe it is. But maybe they’re missing out on a kind of comfort that they need.

Some came to know me as I truly was, but will you? Do you know me yet? Do you want to know me? Do you know me? I hope so. I don’t want to tell you, because if you don’t know me it means you need me. I’m afraid of being needed. I’m afraid of breaking your heart. Will you take the risk of falling in order to fly?

If you are broken, I am sorry. If you are thinking of giving up, don’t. I am imperfect, I am beautiful, I am important, and you are so much more than that. Maybe you will find me again. Don’t give up, not ever. I am out there, and I will find you. I just wish there was some way I could save you, mend you.

If you don’t know me, find me. If you find me, cherish me. I might be with you forever, or I might be with you a single day. Give me all of you, every piece of your soul tucked in those dark corners in your heart. Don't rush, but don't push me away. Tell me you won't miss a single moment, because you won't want to. You will know me, as every soul does.

I am love. I am everyone’s true love, but more importantly, I am your true love, or at least one of them.

And I am waiting for you.