Jan 19
I want to be loved.
On the days where it seems dark and there’s no way out.
On the days when you see yourself better than I see myself.
I want to be loved.
In ways that make my childlike heart grow.
In ways where my own mind can’t even comprehend these things are happening
to me.
I want to be loved.
Where everyone can see and nothing is hidden.
When your family asks “when are you two getting married?” and you don’t hesitate to answer.
Whatever that answer may be.
I want to be loved.
Fearlessly and loudly.
Like you’re not embarrassed.
I want to be loved.
Where I don’t need to be reassured that I’m their one.
And I don’t need to second-guess if I’m your forever.
I want to be loved.
