#something won

i am not something to be soft or held in warm lighting and golden memory

i am someone who is fought for, hands dirty, heart open, mind wild.

you won’t love me until after you’ve hated what loving me cost you. and then it will not be love for me.

it will be the adoration of something you’ve won.

i mean to be the searing light that pulls you from your bed each morning as something to win back every day.

you’ll be exhausted of the hunting but you’ll never wish to lose.

i mean to be the race, the joust, the battle, and the crown.

i intend to be more than just costly to lose. i am meant to be costly to earn.

but i promise it’ll be worth it