I used to think I was crazy. That I was to overly invested in every aspect of my relationship with other people. I realize now that maybe I’m only concerned with my effects on that relationship without regard to outward influences. How can one be both selfish and selfless? How can you try to give someone everything you have and miss the one thing they need? Is the fault yours for not seeing, or theirs for not telling? I used to think I could fix it all. Heart filled apologies can be felt not heard. But blocked feelings can’t be reached. You can’t touch someone that’s no longer there. I didn’t know I had the power to hurt, I didn’t know you had the power to care.