You always adored the elusive one.
Because someone in your life taught you
Love must be chased
Not freely given.
His aloofness is more
Valuable
Because his affection is
Withheld.
Someone in your life taught you that
Your value is measured
By the attention you can grasp.
Not by kindness that is consistent,
Unwavering.
You seek
And struggle
And grasp for acknowledgement
From those not interested in yours.
You take for granted the love you're given
Because if it's free
it has no worth.
Yes.
Only the love that hurts
Is the love that holds true value.
After all
Nothing is free.
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