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Maybe I’m not permanent,
A placeholder for your hearts forever,
Maybe I’m ms.right now and that’s nice and you’re waiting for your princess.
Golden dipped crowns and delicate hands and a beautiful smile…
But for now I’ll do.
I’ll play the role expected,
Make the light return to your eyes,
Rebuild the heart I’d never break.
Craft the most intricate binds,
Weaving heart strings that do not sever.
Building confidence for you to find your forever
I am like a rescue for the broken.
I break myself to fill gaps in others because it’s nice to feel loved, im good at healing other people,
Moth to my flame.
I’m good at being something that is good for others, never good for myself,
Taxing on my mental health.
I am afraid.
Afraid of the longing and the leaving and grieving that follows.
I fear the lonely, basking in it,
Peeling it from me like a blanket,
I know what it’s like to break so exquisitely.
I’d never wish that on anyone.
So maybe I’m not the one you choose,
Maybe I’m the one you lose but not the one that got away.
Maybe I’m today but not tomorrow’s goodnight kiss.
Or your early morning “I miss you already.”
If I am your temporary, if I’m just your for now and Not the one you marry,
then I-
I hope she loves you like I do.
Not for what you offer but who you are,
Falling in love with all of your scars.
The way your eyes light when you laugh,
And the furrow of your brow when your heart is heavy, when your mind isn’t kind.
When everything feels like an expense.
Maybe I’m not forever,
Maybe that’s okay.
Because I’ll love you like tomorrow’s goodbye never came.
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