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I remember in middle school that I wrote a romantic declaration to my big crush. It was just so eloquent! I've always had that.

I remember now, perhaps more than anything else, that a girl, but not The Girl, told me that if someone had written that for her, that she would love them. She looked me in the eye and I only thanked her. Maybe it's a bit revisionist, maybe I'm misremembering, but it's clear to me now that she was saying something to me what I wasn't hearing. I don't even remember her name.

It's only now, decades later, that I know how to better listen. It took a decade of someone loving me their hardest, over and over, for me to know what love looks like and now I see it everywhere.