When you’ve known survival, safe love feels confusing.
You don’t know how to receive it at first. You wait for the shift…the silence, the sting, the sabotage.
Because you learned that “love” came with conditions, raised voices, or walking on eggshells.
Then one day, he stays soft. He listens. He honors your heart, not just your body. And you find yourself thinking…
This is love?
No war to win?
No wounds to tend?
That’s when it hits you…
The right love doesn’t awaken your defenses, it soothes them.
It doesn’t challenge your worth, it reflects it. And it doesn’t confuse you, it grounds you.
You don’t have to perform, chase, or shrink.
You just become.
And in the quiet of that becoming…
You realize you were never wrong to love fully. You were simply waiting for the right heart that knew how to hold yours.
