Sometimes people come into our lives and they love us like hurricanes - hollowing us out, making us question if we feel too deeply, if we are simply too much to hold. The hardest lesson you will ever have to learn is that this too is a gift.
To have been loved in halves, to have been loved by someone who could not understand the language your heart spoke, is to have been loved by someone who taught you how to walk away. How to choose yourself for once, how to stand up for your worth and for the way you exist in this world. At the end of the day, they may not have loved you, but they did teach you how to survive the wreckage, how to endure the storm - how to rebuild.