I don't need you to fix me, and I know that you don't want me to try to fix you. You get scared when I forgive you for things that you can't forget. And I do the same when you say things that remind me how much more you understand than most people. We could talk all day about how we're just too gnarly on the inside for the world. We understand each other because we both feel the same nagging sensation that we don't deserve the love we receive. We love each other anyway. We comfort each other because we both feel too complicated to be understood. So we're spontaneous and complicated together. We talk about it rather than pretending it's not there. I don't think I could ask for more. We're just holding hands while we fix ourselves.