For a long time, I thought my needs were too heavy for people to carry. I apologized for wanting reassurance, honesty, and softness. I made myself smaller so others could stay comfortable. But one quiet day, I realized I was never asking for too much. I was only asking to be loved in the same gentle way I loved others. The figure folds into itself, carrying years of self-doubt and silent questioning. Yet the soft blue surrounding the body feels calm, almost healing; like finally understanding that my emotions were never excessive, only unheard. Maybe I was not difficult to love. Maybe I simply kept offering my heart to people who did not know how to hold it gently.

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