âIt was never about finding someone âperfectâ. It was about finding someone who could love you entirely. Someone who may not have had the kind of life that you didâspeckled with pain and ounces of heartacheâbut tried their best to understand your journey, your trauma, and your burden. It wasnât about finding someone who âacceptedâ you, no. It was about finding someone who saw how magnificent you are. Flawed, yes, but filled with enough love that it could drown them. But they learned to float. Heck, they even learned to swim inside your overwhelming heart. They learned about your scars and internal troubles. They cherished the battles you won. They rooted for you. They wanted you to be happy. It was never about finding someone who didnât judge you for your past. It was about finding someone who acknowledged every experience youâve ever had because it made you, you. It was never about finding someone âperfectâ. It was about finding your person. The one whose hand youâd hold at the end of it all and say, âYou donât know how much Iâve gone through just to be hereâ, and knowingâundoubtedlyâthat they understood.â Ruby Dhal x
