Distance means nothing when you’ve found the person you’re meant to love.
You do care. You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.
I am not small, tiny or little. I am not skinny, petite or light. I am not cute, thin and slender. I am not pretty, beautiful or gorgeous. I am not attractive, hot or sexy. I am not kind, I am not a good person. I am not a good friend, a good daughter, a good sister, a good student or a good girlfriend. If I can’t be these things, what can I be?