i don't think i should have to explain how i need to be loved. love shouldn't feel like a lesson i have to teach. it shouldn't feel like i'm giving instructions just to be treated right. if someone truly cares, they'll notice the small things, not because they have to, but because they want to. i don't want to keep reminding someone how to show up for me. ive already been in a place where i accepted less, where i kept hoping they would finally understand. i don't want to live like that again. i want something that comes naturally. a love that doesn't make me feel like i'm too much for having needs. a love that listens, even when i'm quiet. the kind of love that pays attention without being asked. that remembers the little things. that chooses me in ways i don't have to question. because real love doesn't wait to be told. it learns you, gently, and stays.