the hurt of unrequited love doesn't come from loneliness
but from the sweetest smile
the soft words
and the painfully tight grabbing hands
"of course i love you" they whisper late at night, "of course, naturally, it's your own mind that's fooling you"
of course!
naturally!
yet
the affection they show
clearly isn't felt deep in their bones
it doesn't fill them with warmth
where is the adoration?
am i only meant to be a teacher, a therapist, a mother, and a doll to a man?
no!
i am a guide, i will be a mother, but all that i give deserves to be appreciated and loved - not expected
i will show you my god
i will teach you about the spirits of the earth and the spirits of the planets, the animals, the dead
i will share with you my love for existence
i will introduce art, writing, music and joy as a form of worshipping being alive
i will cook, clean, work, and laugh (so will you)
everything needs balance, as i give myself you should also
give me real love, happiness, and tears
let us hold each other without the fear of being used or taken from ourselves
let's get high together
make dinner together
read
sing
work together
let's clean together
let's talk about our futures
our loves
our plans
our pains
together
requited
