So many different forms, and this man isn't my lover. He's my best friend. He's my savior, the person I owe my life to. Love in that sense is meant to be saved until you know you're with the right person, not given to every lover you get. But remember, you don't need a lover to make things okay. You really don't. Because there's always going to be something to make it okay. Always. (Continued)