Today I understood two things.

1. When you love somebody, you just understand. Even with all your bias and occasional hurt, you understand.

2. I am tired of understanding.

This evening, a friend and I had a casual convo about this person being in a relationship all the time
Me: He's never single - I think the longest time he was single was like 9 months after the psycho ex.
Him : Really? That's a long time. I'm hardly single. How about you? Don't you feel alone?
Me: Me? Good god no, I am comfortable with myself. I don't need another person to validate me.