Thank you for everything.
All the love that I gave are yours to keep.

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@thatlosermiddlesister
Thank you for everything.
All the love that I gave are yours to keep.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
Do you seek a heart that feels,
because that's the love you yield —
or do you seek a soul to bear
the storms you’ve yet to heal?
If your chaos begs for care,
is your love just a plea?
To want someone who’ll stay through storms,
but never sail the sea
And suddenly that night, the memories of us didn't break me—
It simply became something I quietly learned to live with.
It’s not about whether you know where to find me, It’s whether you still want to.
The door may be closed, but it’s not locked
No matter how much pain I'm in, I would never do that to you.
Never.
If the door is closed,
Why do your footsteps still echo in my world?
Why do you linger in my light
still asking to stay,
still reaching for my hand as if it belongs in yours?
Why do your lips find mine
like they never learned goodbye?
Why do your eyes
search mine for shelter,
for the warmth of love,
the softness of care,
the safety of something that once was real?
Why do your fingers still trace every part of me
like I’m a map you never stopped memorizing?
And why,
when the sun slips into your room each morning,
am I still the first thing you greet?
If the door is truly closed,
tell me
why are you still standing here?
I will always choose you. Everyday.