One day I will show you what it looks like to be loved.
Someone will bring us flowers,
They’ll brush our hair,
Cuddle us when we’re sad because they’re warmth.
Make us laugh because they’re light.
No fear of angry men here.
They’ll kiss me and tell you that you’re beautiful.
They’ll want us more than they ever wanted anything.
They’ll sing with us to our favorite songs and watch movies no matter how much we want to,
They’ll even make sure there are snacks.
They’ll feel regret when they hurt,
They’ll want to do better,
They’ll know how precious family is.
One day we’ll wear white dresses and walk together down an aisle for someone to want both of us.
You will know how it feels to be chosen.
You will know how it feels to be heard, listened to, supported, and have your heart taken care of.
I’ll build you a foundation where you won’t need to lower your expectations for crumbs of love.
You’ll know that you’re worth treating right and loving well.
And you’ll never have to wonder why you weren’t good enough.
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