Well, won't you lend your lungs to me?

So few people realize how wonderful they are. It makes me miserably sad.

When I made the decision not to be with you, my life suddenly became inexplicably perfect. Everything has gone my way. Everything. A lot of really big things have happened to me. Still, I’m not happy. Not fully happy. For the first time in years, I can’t even sleep. This is crazy. I know that I can’t be with you. I know that it’ll make me miserable in the end. But, is it worth it?

Seriously though, if she were to reach out I would totally want to talk to her. Unfortunately, that’s impossible because she has a million reasons to never want to talk to me again.

I don’t watch Dr. Phil in any sort of regular way. I’ve never seen an episode in it’s entirety. However, I saw a little bit of it once and Dr. Phil said something that, for some odd reason, stuck with me.
“You can’t really tell whether or not you can spend your life with someone until you’ve seen them with the Flu.” It was certainly kitschy but I thought about it for a moment and I thought that it made a lot of sense. After all, most people fall in love during the best of times and really aren’t prepared for dealing with the other in times of extreme stress. I however suggest an alternative:
A lot of people, particularly young people, seem interested in meaning something to another person. They get a certain rush out of picking a person up when they are down. This is a part of love, but it is not the whole thing. It can’t be. Love is far bigger than that.
Many people, therefore base their ideas of love for a person on that person’s needs. But, what happens when that person is completely fulfilled? This possibility is often ignored due to it being unrealistic. Still, what happens if it does? I am so young. I know nothing about this.

for better or worse.