It’s nice to be

inspired by other people.

To feel that connection

with another human,

that they made you create something

bigger than yourself.

It’s nice to be

wanted by other people.

Feeling the warmth wrap around you

like a weighted blanket

of love.

It’s nice to be

seen by other people.

Being noticed from a distance

and cared about when you are

screaming for help.

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