“I may not know you, but I love you. No matter what.”
For anyone who’s killed themselves for just being who they are. I wish I could of hugged them close, and kissed their forehead, and told them “I love you. Please don’t.” I might not know you, and I may never be in your life, but please don’t throw away your life. It’s hard and it’s terrifying, but that’s what makes it so damn beautiful in the end.
They’ll never know what it’s like to fall truly, deeply, madly in love. To look into their lover’s eyes and know that everything is okay. They’ll never have the chance to call their parents and tell them how much they might love them. They’ll never have the chance to make a difference in someone’s life. To make a difference in the world they left behind. They’ll never know.
I love you. Please remember that.