I see you, even if no one else does. I know how much your heart breaks to offer love that is so seldom returned. People ask, expect, sometimes demand access to your care – who is providing that care to you? Who is offering to share space and let your heart bleed all over them? Who is willing to wrap their arms around you and encourage the tears to flow? Who thinks to ask about how you are instead of just inquiring about what you have done today?
I see you.
I know you.
I love you.
In time, you will learn the practice too,
discovering how to repair your heart amidst the act of love.
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