growing up…

there was always a question mark above whether or not I was loved…

a constant emptiness and desperation of not really knowing it….

never feeling certain or safe in the kind of love given…

love shouldn’t always have question mark after it…

when it’s real….

when it’s real you don’t feel like you’re clinging onto an illusion that is always a step away from you….

when it’s real you have a trust and faith in it…that goes beyond fear and doubt….

when it’s real….

you’re not left with confusion and pain…

I know I can trust in love….

I don’t have to question it every second…

Because I know it’s there…

Beyond words and beyond promises…

In love I feel safe and for the first time…

Know it’s where I belong…

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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