How can I expect love without condition,
When I myself set standards for my own affection,
A cycle of self-doubt and hesitation,
Where I question if I deserve my own compassion.
I hold myself to impossible standards,
And berate myself when I fall short,
As if love is a finite resource,
That I must earn and constantly court.
But love is not a game of give and take,
It's a state of being, a way of living,
An inner glow that radiates,
And makes the world a bit more forgiving.
If I want love without conditions,
I must first grant it to myself,
Let go of judgment and comparison,
And embrace the beauty within myself.
For when I learn to love myself without exception,
I open up the floodgates of affection,
And become a beacon of love and inspiration,
A catalyst for positive transformation.
So let me break these chains of self-imposed limitation,
And embark on a journey of self-realization,
For only when I love myself unconditionally,
Can I expect others to love me the same way with clarity.
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