THE LUXURY I CRAVE..🤍 The luxury of being someone's peace. Not their option, not their phase - their favorite. Someone who still looks at me with softness after the storms. Who doesn't walk away when I fall apart. Who chooses me, even on the days I'm not easy to love. I'm tired of being the one who always lets go. For once, I just want to be held onto. I don't need a crowd, or fame, or attention - I just want a heart that feels like home. A place where I can put my feelings down, and not be told I'm too much. Someone who reminds me I'm capable - even when I'm breaking quietly. Yes, I'm learning to stand alone, to fight my own battles. But maybe. just maybe, the right kind of love would make the weight of this life a little lighter.