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Keep Me

2 min readJun 7, 2024

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“Keep me,” I whisper to the universe, my plea carried on the fragile breath of hope. This is not a demand born of desperation, but rather a tender request

To be kept is not merely to be held or confined; it is to be cherished, protected and remembered. It is a desire to be valued, not for what I can give, but for who I am. It is the hope that my essence, my spirit, and my heart can find sanctuary in the embrace of another, or perhaps, in the embrace of life itself.

“Keep me” is the cry of the dreamer, longing for their visions to be seen and understood. It is the song of the lover, yearning for a heart that beats in time with their own. It is the prayer of the wanderer, seeking a place where they belong, a home that is not just a location but a feeling, a state of being.

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“Keep me, oh, please, keep me”

When I say “keep me,” I am asking for more than a momentary glance or a fleeting touch. I am seeking a bond that endures, a connection that withstands the tests of time and distance. I am yearning for a place in someone’s heart, a chapter in their story, a note in their symphony.

To be kept is to be seen, truly seen, and still be wanted. It is to be accepted with all our flaws and imperfections, to be loved not despite them, but because of them. It is to be held in a space where we can be our truest selves, free from judgment and fear.

So keep me, keep me on fire
keep me, keep me on fire
keep me honest, keep me kind
keep me as your finish line

“Keep me” is a simple yet profound plea. It is the essence of what it means to be human, to crave significance, to desire a place where we matter. It is a reminder that in our quest for greatness, it is often the small, intimate moments of being held dear that truly define our worth.

So, as I write this with the stars as my witness and the night as my confidant, I cast my whisper into the cosmos. “Keep me,” I say, with all the vulnerability and strength that resides within me. Keep me, and in that keeping, let me find the beauty of belonging, the grace of being held, and the profound joy of being truly, deeply kept.

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