“What being chosen feels like I’ve given my heart away, But I’ve never known, What it feels like to be kept. I’ve stood on the edges of hearts, But never at the center. I don’t know, What it would be like, To be the one they run to, I don’t know how to be someone’s home. What it would be like, To be someone’s first thought, To feel their certainty, the certainty of being wanted, To know without question that you are the one they choose. I don’t know how to be someone’s permanent. I know how to love deeply, But I don’t know how it feels, To be the one loved back in the same way. I know how to give love, But not how it feels, To be the one it stays with. I’ve seen love bloom for others, But I’ve never felt its roots grow for me. I’ve been almost, nearly, and close enough, But never the reason they stay for. I wonder if love feels different, When it’s meant for you, And not just passing through. I only know the cold of waiting, Unsure if the warmth of being truly chosen, Is something I’ll ever know.”
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Protecting My Peace At All Cost: The Love I Deserve
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