In hindsight, they all taught me something.

One to stop loving so blindly.

One to sop believing so much in everything and everyone.

One to catch fire and set fire.

One to accept that some puzzle pieces just don’t fit.

One to love and trust myself.

One to delight in solitude and not wallow in loneliness.

One to trust my thunderstorms for the hell they can raise.

And in hindsight, I think they all just prepared me.

Made sure I was ready.

For you.