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Thursday, May 30, 2019
Not Above Being Loved
Not Above Being Loved
She knows
what I'm capable of
when it comes to love:
The attentive ear.
The assuring hug.
The bottomless well
of supportive thoughts
and behaviors.
I offer them freely
as if she needs me,
but she's not looking for a savior.
She doesn't need one
and never has.
She makes sure I know
although I've never asked.
She wants someone
secure enough
to never spaz
out when she's out
with a friend for a laugh.
She is the embodiment of
a free spirit,
but even she craves
being truly and deeply loved.
-HymnAgen
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