You were never the one he was meant to keep, you were the one he was meant to learn from, the one who softened all his rough edges, who stayed through the versions of him no one else could handle, who taught him how to hold hands gently, how to listen without interrupting, how to apologize and mean it, how to love in ways that didn’t hurt, but by the time he finally became the man you needed, he was already walking away, carrying every lesson you gave him into someone else’s arms, leaving you with nothing but the quiet, aching realization that you built a love you’ll never get to receive.
