giving, always giving
never asking someone
(not just anyone)
for love
for me --
just me.
needing
to be a priority
to someone
(not just anyone)
but
afraid that someone
(not just anyone)
would rather leave
than sacrifice anything
for me
and
unable to tell someone
(not just anyone)
what i crave --
for wondering
if it was freely given
or
borrowed against love
would cheapen the gift
and leave the true need
unfulfilled.
thus
my silence
is ever an invitation
for someone
(not just anyone)
to read my heart.
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