The longing to be loved and feel safe and seen with one person hurts. I grieve daily the pain i feel. I cry for what I thought I could have. I yearn regularly about what it could be like to have that. I want my person. My safety. My home. One that accepts all sides of me. When I’m having a gender crisis and need someone to still love who I am. Someone that doesn’t see me as only one thing. When I’m depressed and have no motivation. When i voice my thoughts and they dont invalidate them. When i want to just exist and know my way of loving is enough for someone.
I wish i was enough for someone to not want to hurt or scare me.















