Ya no espero nada de nadie. Quién me piense, que me escriba. Quién me extrañe, que me busque. Quién me quiera, que lo demuestre.
He showed me one important thing that no one has ever been able to show me. Not that I’m beautiful, not that I’m smart, not that I’m sweet. None of that. He showed me something more important than any of those things. He showed me that I’m important, that there’s a reason I’m here. He made me feel like the world is lucky to have me. And I don’t know if anyone will ever make me feel that way again.