Don't ever expect to own someone.
They may give you their heart,
their mind,
or their body.
You might know their thoughts and desires so intimately,
to the point where they become your own,
but don't misunderstand.
You do not own them,
they need to exist outside of you.
"You are mine" and "I love you" are two very different things,
one is ownership,
and the other a gift.
A heart might beat for you,
a body might ache for you,
and eyes might weep for you,
but they belong to the person you love.
And you don't take things away from the people you love,
even if they give them away freely.
Because it is a far greater expression of love to care for something you don't own,
than neglect something you've branded as yours.
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 4:44 AM UTC
Don't ever expect to own someone.
They may give you their heart,
their mind,
or their body.
You might know their thoughts and desires so intimately,
to the point where they become your own,
but don't misunderstand.
You do not own them,
they need to exist outside of you.
"You are mine" and "I love you" are two very different things,
one is ownership,
and the other a gift.
A heart might beat for you,
a body might ache for you,
and eyes might weep for you,
but they belong to the person you love.
And you don't take things away from the people you love,
even if they give them away freely.
Because it is a far greater expression of love to care for something you don't own,
than neglect something you've branded as yours.
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