Ana

“you make me feel like I belong,
like I don’t need to be ‘someone.’
I can just be me and that is enough.
I never felt a love that didn’t demand to receive.
you give and you give and don’t ask for anything.
in my happiness and my grief,
you allow me to just be.
you tell me everything I do right
after I confess all I’ve done wrong.
without expectations and nothing in return,
you make me feel like I belong.”
― Rose Brik, My Father's Eyes, My Mother's Rage