My heart

I never really thought of myself as someone with a big heart.
Tonight that changed.

It was a big day for his family, his step-mom having a fairly major surgery and the thought to be there was not even an option in my mind.
Yet I was the only one of the kids that was there. The only one.
I did that because I wanted to, and because I love her.
I needed no accolades, no applause, no nothing.
I just wanted to be there for her, and I was. <3

I think that I can FINALLY say that I know that he is never going to love me like I love him.
I know that he LOVES me. That’s never really been a question.
But the truly, madly, deeply, monogamous way that I love him may actually be something that he cannot give me. 
I can’t blame him for that, that’s not fair. 
What I can do is blame myself for lying to myself and others and thinking that all he needed was time and to see how perfect for him I am. 
What I can do is move on. 
So that’s where I am.
Single girl… in love with her best friend and his baby girl. 
That’s me. 
I’m okay and I’m on my way.