There is no proof that I am unloved
That’s what I’ve been searching for
Searching Searching Searching
Can my imperfections make me unlovely?
They can make me unlovely
But not unloved
Can my shortcomings, mood swings, battles and struggles make me unlovable?
They can make me unlovely, but not not unloved.
So rich, so hard to separate
But the truth stands, and all i must start telling myself is
I may very well be unlovely and its frightening to face
I am LOVED.
I AM loved.
And not because there’s an obligation for me to be loved
But because Someone chose, and chooses to love
even when I cant experience same.