I grew up believing
that because I was poor
I didn't deserve love.
Bullied for the smell
of my dad's cigarettes
on my clothes.
Bullied for the size
of my house
and that it had holes.
Told by someone who said they loved me
that I should stop dreaming about college
because my family could never afford it.
Then I met you
I hadn't let anyone
into my parents house
in years
(I was too embarrassed).
But I let you in.
I let you meet them.
I let you see the house I was raised in.
Stink, and all.
Mess, and all.
Holes, and all.
And you loved me anyways
I didn't need money to impress you
I didn't need to be anything that I am not
and never will be.
Because you love me
Holes and all.
Apr 15, 2024
Apr 15, 2024 at 5:09 AM UTC
I know that
we likely won’t
be forever
But just for now
I’d like to show you
love
I’d like to take care of you
entirely and completely
I’d like to show you
how lovely you truly are
I’d like to give you the life
that I know you deserve.
You aren’t mine
and who knows if you ever will be?
But regardless
just for today
I’d like to give you everything
just because.
Apr 15, 2024
Apr 15, 2024 at 5:05 AM UTC
I’ve always given my all
to others
Everything I had
and hope to be.
And yet it seems
I’ve never gotten
the same.
That kind of love
is all I’ve ever
wanted.
I fear I will never be
good enough
to deserve it.
To be chosen
day after day
despite better being nearby.
To be loved
wholly and completely
never to be
forgotten.
To be thought of
To be cared for
To be given
their all.
Mar 14, 2024
Mar 14, 2024 at 3:19 PM UTC
Write me
sweet nothings
and bring me
little cakes.
Talk to me
like you've never spoken before
and you're drowning
in things to say.
Tell me how much I mean to you
but don't just tell me
show me.
Write me your sweet, sweet nothings.
And bring me your soul on a
silver platter.
Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 3:39 PM UTC