If you really knew me would you still love me? My innermost thoughts, my hopes and fears. Would you continue to sing my praise and cheer?
If I never bit my tongue would you still listen to what I had to say? Would you respect it or would you only want me to see things your way?
If you really knew me, my past, my faults and flaws, would that make your love conditional? Could forgiveness be a just cause?
I’m not perfect and I will continue to make mistakes. But if you will, then I will love you just for love’s sake.
We all just want to be free. Free to think, free to say, free to live, free to be, maybe not the best version of ourselves, but the truest form of our “me.”