not perfect, not loud.
but the kind of love that lets you be.
they'll see the mess inside you,
and love you anyway, just like the sea.
they won't need you to shrink or perform,
they'll love the way you're soft and torn.
they'll call you beatiful-not just "hot"-
see your heart, and all it's not.
they won't run when things get hard,
or hide when you're left feeling scarred.
they'll listen when you need to speak,
stay when you're strong and when you're weak.
you'll never have to guess or chase,
they'll show up in the darkest place.
they'll be the trust you've always lacked,
the hands that pull you from the black.
they won't complete you-
but with them, you'll feel whole.
someone who sees your soul.
and when they love you,
you'll know it's real.
not because they say it,
but because they feel.
Apr 13, 2025
Apr 13, 2025 at 9:42 PM UTC
not perfect, not loud.
but the kind of love that lets you be.
they'll see the mess inside you,
and love you anyway, just like the sea.
they won't need you to shrink or perform,
they'll love the way you're soft and torn.
they'll call you beatiful-not just "hot"-
see your heart, and all it's not.
they won't run when things get hard,
or hide when you're left feeling scarred.
they'll listen when you need to speak,
stay when you're strong and when you're weak.
you'll never have to guess or chase,
they'll show up in the darkest place.
they'll be the trust you've always lacked,
the hands that pull you from the black.
they won't complete you-
but with them, you'll feel whole.
someone who sees your soul.
and when they love you,
you'll know it's real.
not because they say it,
but because they feel.
A reminder that love isn't about perfection-it's about finding someone who sees the real you, stays through the mess, and loves you as you are. We all deserve that kind of love.
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