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I never asked for thrones or gold,
I only wanted your heart to hold.
Not the world’s measures, not the fight for control,
Just the man you are, with his imperfect soul.
You thought worth was carved in what you could own,
Built by the voices that wouldn’t leave you alone.
But in my arms, you were already enough,
Not the image of power, but the quiet, real stuff.
The way you’d smile when the world wasn’t there,
How you’d hold my gaze, tender and bare.
I wanted you, not what they say you should be,
I wanted a love that felt wild and free.
But you chased a path they set in your mind,
Believing that strength was in what you could find—
In things, in status, in climbing that hill,
When all I needed was a heart that stood still.
You didn’t see that to be wanted was rare,
A love freely given, because I chose to be there.
Not from need, not from fear of being alone,
But because I saw you, the man I had known.
Now I watch you follow shadows and pride,
Searching for value in places that lie.
I wanted your heart, your soul by my side,
But you craved control, a power too wide.
If only you knew what it meant to be seen,
To be held, not for strength, but for what’s in between.
I wanted a partner, a soft place to land,
But you sought the world, and let go of my hand.
I wish you’d see the beauty in trust,
In love that is chosen, not born of must.
But you let it slip, chasing what’s fleeting and new—
And now I live here, learning to forget you.
