To Be Loved

"For she stood still, amidst the passing time. Her heart carried this connate habit to see the world through others’ eyes. But none tried to see it through hers. For she kept caring and forgiving and all she yearned for in return was to be treated with the same love she gave but all of it was futile. Her absence never made a difference, her presence just an addition. She never hoped for opulence but for the artless wish to be understood just once, to be treated with the love and attention she gave and craved, to be accepted just once. It was too much to ask for or was it? Nonetheless how the world saw her, the girl stood yet again with a heart full of love oozing out of the cracks that covered, in hope for a day when she receives just a modicum of the love she poured into others' cups.”

-MissBalance (Jiyana Jethani)