It’s hard to fight, when you aren’t even sure what you’re fighting for. It’s the thought that keeps me going. The thought that you could be the possible answer to my happiness, or at least fill the gap in my heart. Knowing you, you won’t be able to fix it. No matter how badly I want you to. A relationship is two people. I want all things that I know you aren’t and can’t be. It’s like I’m trying to change the person you are. Here is my time to realize that a person is not an empty shell that you fill with the ideas of who you want them to be. They are who they are. I saw a side in you that only existed in my mind, and I continued to trick myself that it was real. I’m not sure if I was fighting for you, or the person I hoped you were going to be.