will someone love me the way i love them?
do you ever wonder if someone will love you, care about you or will someone make you feel special, not just another person in their life? someone who treats you differently, makes you feel genuinely wanted, and doesn’t make you question whether you’re as important to them as they are to you? will someone actually accept me, including my family and everything that comes with being me?
being in relationships feels really weird to me sometimes even though ive already met people. but i still want to be chosen. i want to be loved. i want someone who gently tucks my hair behind my ear, someone who rests their head on my shoulder, someone who holds my hand softly, and someone who can walk beside me and randomly spin around with me just because we feel like it. i want those little things that might seem insignificant to other people but mean everything to me
oh i want to be someone’s person, and i wonder when im finally ready, will someone actually be there? will i meet someone who believes that a relationship should be about supporting one another, helping each other through difficult times, especially when one of us is mentally struggling, and understanding that sometimes one person needs a little more support than the other? i don’t want love to feel like a competition over who gives more, who sacrifices more, or who cares more. i want us to feel like we’re on the same side
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i want someone who doesn’t make vulnerability feel like a burden. someone who understands that loving another person also means being patient with their difficult days, communicating when things feel different, and making an effort even when things are not always easy
and also i dont want to keep asking “do you still fw me?” or wondering whether someone still wants me around. i don’t want to constantly search for reassurance or overthink every little change in someone’s behaviour. i want to feel secure enough to know that someone wants me there, just as much as i want them there
i don’t know if i’m asking for too much, or if i’m simply hoping for something that should be mutual in the first place(?) but i still want to believe that somewhere out there, someone wants the same kind of love. something gentle, intentional, and safe
i dont want to be loved halfway
i want to be chosen, too
