One day

Might have already posted this, just trying to clear out my screenshots

Maybe one day you'll understand

I never wanted to fight.

I just wanted to be chosen. To be safe. To feel like

love wasn't something I had to earn or beg for.

It was never me vs. you.

It was me, trying to protect what we had.

Trying to make it work.

Trying to show up in the way I wished someone had

shown up for me. You saw it as too much.

Too intense.

But really, it was just love - the kind that wanted to

stay, not leave. The kind that never wanted to 

question your worth, even though you constantly

made me question mine.

Maybe one day you'll realize, I wasn't trying to

control you. I was just trying to love you.

Even when all you did was push me away.