I was never able to understand how she could possibly love him; put up with his shit. I’ve spent so much time trying to convince her that she could do better- that she has done better…

Until I learned what it felt like to want someone with every fiber of your being. To alter and surrender a part of yourself even when it’s hard… even when you feel like shit is impossible to deal with. To be disappointed. Hurt. But not in touch with your head enough to ignore your heart… To put up with things you’ve never been willing to put up with before… Because there comes a point when it’s too late… Too late to see anyone or anything else but that person.

Now I understand it all.