We often believe that the ones we love,
The ones we feel close to — are ours.
We believe the ones who open up to us,
The ones who choose us — are ours.
But no —
The one who stays when you fall,
Vouches for you when you’re hated,
Fights for you when you’re misunderstood — that’s the one.
The one who holds you without needing reasons,
Who stands by you, not swayed by whispers — that’s the one.
The one who shows you your flaws,
Yet embraces you fully — that’s the one.
The one who checks in often —
Even when you’re silent — that’s the one.
The rest?
Just passing shadows.
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