I see you, standing there,
giving so much of yourself,
to people who only come around
when it\u2019s easy for them,
when it costs them nothing,
when all they want is to pass the time,
never to stay, never to commit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You open your heart,
hoping that maybe this time,
it will be different.
But all they ever seem to want
is your company for the moment,
your kindness when it\u2019s convenient,
your warmth without the weight of promises.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They never speak of the future,
never talk about building something real.
They laugh, they smile, they take,
but they never carry the load,
never offer the part of themselves
that means they\u2019re here to stay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And it hurts
feeling like you\u2019re just an option,
a stop along their way
to something else, someone else.
You deserve more than half-hearted love,
more than someone who doesn\u2019t want the depth
of what you have to offer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You give them your time, your energy,
hoping that if you\u2019re patient enough,
they\u2019ll realize your worth.
But the truth is,
people who are only here to pass time
will never see the value
of what\u2019s real,
what\u2019s lasting,
what requires more than just showing up
when it suits them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I know it feels unfair,
like your love is wasted,
like they take without giving back.
But remember,
it\u2019s not you who\u2019s lacking,
it\u2019s not your fault they run from responsibility,
from the commitment you crave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Don\u2019t let their indifference make you small.
Don\u2019t let their lack of care
convince you that you\u2019re too much.
You deserve someone
who isn\u2019t afraid to stay,
someone who won\u2019t run
when things get real,
when life asks for more
than just passing time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You\u2019ve been taken for granted,
but that doesn\u2019t mean you should stop loving.
It just means you need to find those
who are ready to carry the weight with you,
who will be there when it\u2019s easy
and when it\u2019s hard,
when it\u2019s fun
and when it\u2019s serious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Your heart is a treasure,
and one day,
someone will see that,
and they\u2019ll hold it with both hands,
knowing they\u2019ve found something rare.
Until then,
keep protecting yourself,
keep knowing your worth,
because you\u2019re not here just to pass time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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