IF LOVE FINDS ME AGAIN

If love finds me again

I hope it comes gently.

Because once,

I wanted someone so badly

I started wondering

if being enough

was something I had to earn.

I gave him pieces of me

I didn't know how to take back.

And still,

he made me feel

like there was something missing in me.

Maybe I wasn't his kind of love.

Maybe I was never going to be

the person he chose.

But God,

I wanted him to be.

I wanted his name

to feel like home.

I wanted his arms

to be where I could finally rest.

Instead,

I learned what it feels like

to love someone

who doesn't love you enough

to stay.

So if love finds me again,

I don't want to spend it

proving that I'm worth choosing.

I want someone

who sees me

and doesn't make me question

what he sees.

Someone who stays

when the conversation gets quiet.

Someone who notices

when my smile isn't quite real.

And if I love you,

I hope I never have to beg

to be loved back.

Because I've learned

that love isn't supposed to feel

like convincing someone

to choose you.

So if you find me,

hold me softly.

And if you can't stay,

please don't teach my heart

to call your leaving

love.