With me. For her.
We didn’t even know that it existed before we tried.
We learnt about it as we went.
We grew and matured together and managed to create something magical.
We somehow taught each other what love was.
I guess that’s why it hurts to think of us both moving on; because it means everything we learnt about love, everything we figured out together, is now going to be used on someone else.Did we waste our time?
I don’t think so.
I know we didn’t.
