SIGNED - DEAR LOVER GIRL #1 LETTER/POEM

This letter comes signed as is part of a 5 part series. Once sold out, will never be sold again. 

A signed custom poem will also be included with this purchase.

It reads: 

Dear Lover Girl #1

You have spent too much time being the safe place for people who never learned how to be safe for you. You have been the kind of woman who shows up with sincerity, with patience, with a heart that wants to understand. And too often, you were met with half love. The kind that keeps you guessing. The kind that makes you work for reassurance. The kind that praises your softness while punishing you for having needs.

Being a lover girl was never your flaw. Your flaw was giving your devotion to people who treated it like a privilege they did not have to earn. Your flaw was calling it loyalty when it was self abandonment. Your flaw was staying present in spaces that made you feel invisible.

Here is what I want you to remember when your heart starts bargaining again. Love is not confusion. Love is not inconsistency. Love is not a pattern of disappearing and returning with excuses. Love is not someone asking for your body, your time, your energy, while giving you uncertainty in return. Love is care with follow through. Love is clarity. Love is consideration that does not require reminders.

You are allowed to want more than affection. You are allowed to want safety. You are allowed to want someone who protects your peace, not someone who constantly tests it. You are allowed to want effort that is steady, not intense for a moment and absent for a month. You are allowed to want to be chosen in ways that feel public, proud, and intentional.

Let this be the season you stop romanticizing potential and start honoring patterns. Let this be the season you stop translating mixed signals into hope. Let this be the season you decide that access to you is earned, not assumed.

Say this until it becomes your standard. I will not betray my intuition to keep someone close. I will not negotiate my dignity. I will not call it love if it costs me my peace. I will not keep watering what keeps refusing to grow.

You can remain soft without remaining available. You can remain hopeful without remaining naive. You can be a lover girl and still be the woman who walks away the first time she feels the truth of what is missing.

Come home to yourself first. The right love will meet you there.

With love,
r.h. Sin