Offering

Offering

I didn't show you my scars to get your sympathy
I only wanted you to know I had them too
I didn't open my heart to scare you with it
It wasn't an ambush, it was a proffering

There was no agenda to make you fall in love with me
It was you I wanted to fall into
I thought you deserved to know how deep love can go
When love is not debt, but offering

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