Wasn't the Herd Complete Without Me? (Part 5)
Do we have to earn being loved?
Do we have to constantly prove our worth? Isn't it exhausting?
Isn't it tiresome, carrying this many unanswered questions - the fundamental questions about you?
Have you ever heard of a constant craving for dessert?
Well, I'm glad you're one of those. Because otherwise, people crave constant approval and validation just to feel loved.
It's a privilege to be loved, says a heart that's always gone unloved.
My heart wants to light up like a garden-
no walls, no burden, no warden.
What's the most fake thing you've ever encountered?
It's not the lie,
nor the mask,
but the appearance.
In the end, we all just wish for ourselves the premium membership of love-
always on the seventh sky,
always the dove.
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