Comfortable with invisibility, I mistook love For a stranger in my home.
As warm as light, His company left me Scared.
Familiar with invisibility, I mistook love With something that I feared.
As bright as fire, The gaze from his eyes left me Reassured.
Comfortable with closeness, I now know how true love Should really feel.
When we are used to being treated neglectfully, we often search for partners that reflect this. We become so comfortable with loneliness that kindness is a foreign and terrifying thing. We can often become doubtful and insecure when someone cares for us the way no one else has. Rather than questioning and pushing this love away, we should embrace the kindness we all deserve.