Did it ever cross your mind that the people who actually stayed still aren't the ones who make your heart feel safe?
Like maybe the friends you have are more of acquaintances, because while you talk and make yourselves present on grand occasions, they have never proved themselves capable nor willing of protecting your heart and dignity?
Like maybe the family you value so much, while learning, have a long way to go in representing the you that you've become?
Or something like that anyway.
Did you ever get to wonder what it looks like to have someone who comes in and sticks around by choice not because they need something from you, but because they want you and don't want to lose you? Even after they already see and get to know the real you. To have those who would stubbornly defend your honor or bring vengeance on those who had wronged you without you needing to ask (just because they care for you enough and think highly of you and want to make you safe)?
I used to fear it a bit. Because to have someone like that enter might mean I have to acknowledge that the ones around don't treat me right.
The thought comes and goes.
It comes and goes.
Like maybe the family you value so much, while learning, have a long way to go in representing the you that you've become?
Or something like that anyway.
Did you ever get to wonder what it looks like to have someone who comes in and sticks around by choice not because they need something from you, but because they want you and don't want to lose you? Even after they already see and get to know the real you. To have those who would stubbornly defend your honor or bring vengeance on those who had wronged you without you needing to ask (just because they care for you enough and think highly of you and want to make you safe)?
I used to fear it a bit. Because to have someone like that enter might mean I have to acknowledge that the ones around don't treat me right.
The thought comes and goes.
It comes and goes.
