In the end, all I did was lose bits of myself. I placed myself in a box and hid my most vulnerable parts, the pieces I was too scared to show, the parts that made me exactly who I was, because I was afraid people wouldn’t love me for me. But maybe what I was actually afraid of was that somebody would love me for me. That they’d see all of me, the sharp, jagged edges right along with the soft, frayed ones, and still choose me. And that’s what Garrett does. He sees all of me, and he chooses me, day in and day out. He says I’m his sunshine, but I think he’s mine. I shine a whole lot brighter with
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