Today I was broken up with. 

And it hurt, really badly. 

One of the things I realized, 

Felt kind of gross. 

But I understood something interesting. 

I may not have been in love with this person, 

But I WAS in love, 

With the way that she saw me.

I was in love

With how she perceived me in the world,

And what I felt like, 

When she was around. 

I loved getting to be that person

For her

And for myself. 

Maybe because

The way that she saw me

Was better than the way that I saw me

And it felt good to start to view myself

Through her eyes.