I feel something for her.

She’s curious. I’m intrigued by her.

I’m very interested to learn more about her.

She’s been through so much pain and she never sees herself making it to the other side.

She’s so unsure of herself and avoids being optimistic.

I only hope to help her realize how important she actually is.

How important it is that she lives her life.

How cared for and loved she is by me and those around her.

I can’t help but want to fix her.

I can’t help but be drawn in to her.

I hope I can help her see through the darkness.

I hope I can be a light for her.

I love her. With all my heart.

Had I known we would be like this

From the start,

I would’ve jumped to save her sooner.