“Loving me feels like…”

A poem about love that stays human.

Not perfect love. Not easy love.

Just the kind that chooses to stay soft, honest, accountable, and real.

I think sometimes we talk about being loved like it should feel cinematic all the time, but maybe real love is quieter than that. Maybe it’s being understood, even in your unfinished moments.

Here’s one of my most personal pieces yet.