Poetry

Yours

“All I ever wanted was a chance.
To be yours.”

All I ever wanted was a chance. A chance at life. A chance to be happy, to persue my dreams, to be loved. To be yours. I wanted what so many other people felt. That feeling like you’re flying. Like your whole body is hyperaware. I wanted a heart that could run wild. But after everything, what I needed wasn’t a love with abandon. I needed tenderness, understanding, devotion. Safety.

I thought I could never have that with you. And I’m grateful every day that I was wrong.

© Sarah Doughty

This was written in response to the #NovemberNotes challenge. Today’s inspiration was Wild Heart by The Bleachers feat. Sara Bareilles.

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