Love should never break you.
It should never leave you questioning your worth.
It should never feel like walking on eggshells,
Or crying yourself to sleep wondering if you’re enough.
Love shouldn't hurt you.
It shouldn’t leave wounds where your laughter used to be.
It shouldn’t make you feel like you're hard to love.
Love should never dim your light just so someone else can shine.
Love should hold you when the world is cold.
It should see your cracks and pour light into them.
It should be your peace, not your pain.
Love should give you the courage to be all of who you are.
It should give you freedom not fear.
Wings not walls.
Love should make you feel like you're finally home,
Even in the middle of chaos.
It should make you smile for no reason.
It should feel like exhaling after holding your breath for too long.
Like finding a hand you didn’t know you were reaching for.
And yes, love can be complicated.
It can be messy and imperfect.
But even then it should still be love.
Not control. Not manipulation. Not loneliness masked as loyalty.
At the end of the day…
Let it be love.
Soft, true, healing love.
The kind that never makes you question if you're lovable
Because it reminds you, every single day, that you are.
It should never leave you questioning your worth.
It should never feel like walking on eggshells,
Or crying yourself to sleep wondering if you’re enough.
Love shouldn't hurt you.
It shouldn’t leave wounds where your laughter used to be.
It shouldn’t make you feel like you're hard to love.
Love should never dim your light just so someone else can shine.
Love should hold you when the world is cold.
It should see your cracks and pour light into them.
It should be your peace, not your pain.
Love should give you the courage to be all of who you are.
It should give you freedom not fear.
Wings not walls.
Love should make you feel like you're finally home,
Even in the middle of chaos.
It should make you smile for no reason.
It should feel like exhaling after holding your breath for too long.
Like finding a hand you didn’t know you were reaching for.
And yes, love can be complicated.
It can be messy and imperfect.
But even then it should still be love.
Not control. Not manipulation. Not loneliness masked as loyalty.
At the end of the day…
Let it be love.
Soft, true, healing love.
The kind that never makes you question if you're lovable
Because it reminds you, every single day, that you are.
