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To Be Loved
I wonder what it's like to be loved,
Not for the mask I wear each day,
Not for the smile I force through pain,
But for the soul beneath the scars.
What does it feel like to be chosen,
Even when the storms arrive,
When the darkness crowds the corners
And hope struggles to survive?
I imagine it feels like shelter,
Like a light left on at night,
A voice that says, "I'm still here,"
When you've lost your will to fight.
Maybe it's hands that never let go,
Even when you're hard to hold,
A heart that sees your broken pieces
And still believes they're made of gold.
I wonder what it's like to be loved,
To stop fearing every goodbye,
To trust that someone means forever
When they look you in the eye.
To be known beyond the surface,
Beyond the wounds and history,
To have someone stay long enough
To learn every part of me.
Until that day, I'll keep hoping,
Though my heart has known its share of pain,
Dreaming of a love that doesn't leave
When the clouds begin to rain.
Because deep inside, like everyone,
I carry this silent, human need
To know what it's like to be loved,
And finally believe I'm worthy to receive.If you'd like, I can also make it darker, more emotional, or more focused on mental health and loneliness.
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To Be Loved
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