they chose you
Sometimes we forget how to be what someone needs when they need us the most, simply because of the pressure on us to be what they need.
Never have I wanted so much to be what he needed that day. Every time I stepped past him, every time I looked his way, I criticized myself — “Should I have brushed by instead and gave some affection? Should I have used a different facial expression?”
Ridiculously so, I exhausted myself from trying to be enough for his happiness, and ended up being nothing at all.
I suppose the people who love us, love us and choose us because we already are what they need, without even trying to be.